While I was writing my upcoming book, Lifesigns: Tapping the Power of Synchronicity, Serendipity and Miracles, I tackled the question, “What is a miracle?”
Certainly turning water into wine or splitting the red sea would meet most people’s expectations of what a miracle is. When I turned to Webster’s definition, it told me a miracle was “an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs.” As a believer in the New Thought philosophy, I believe that God is all there is, and to me Webster’s definition concurs that there are miracles all around us.
When we look at everything in life as Divine, miracles are abundant.
Over the years I’ve learned that when you look at life as being a miracle, miracles manifest. Perhaps not raising the dead or feeding 5000 people from a loaf of bread, but life becomes more interesting. When looking at all life as Divine, you’re blessed with deeper intuition, synchronicity, serendipity, psychic abilities, and unexplainable wonders delivering powerful messages from Spirit.
Here are a few examples of some everyday miracles in my life:
I was driving on the highway at high speeds, with my son in the rear toddler seat and all of a sudden a thought came to me, ‘slow down.’ I let up on the accelerator and in that moment a car to my right swerved in front of me, narrowly missing us. Had I not slowed down we would have been sideswiped. While some may call this a coincidence, psychic or clairaudience, I call it a miracle.
My son was playing in a park about a quarter of a mile from my house. I was home and all of a sudden I knew something was wrong. I hopped in my car and drove to the park. I found him beneath a tree. He was flat on his back and injured from falling out of a tree fort. Why wouldn’t inner knowing or intuition be a miracle?
Recently I had an emergency appendectomy. After the surgery, the surgeon told me there were pre-cancerous cells found in the appendix. I said, “It’s a good thing you removed it!” Had I not become ill with appendicitis, those bad-boy cells may have grown into something more serious. A miracle? I should say so.
After finishing my first book in 1999, I followed unrelated patterns in my life which led me to a publisher who had just started a new imprint and began accepting manuscripts. My manuscript for Facades was the first received by the new acquisitions editor. A miracle? How many first-time authors submit directly to a traditional publisher and hear back in five days?
I can’t count the unexplainable mysteries in my life which may be perceived as woo woo or eerie, though in the end something always meaningful emerges. Like the time a screwdriver mysteriously appeared in my house and while no one had a clue where it came from, when an important task needed to get handled, it called for a long reach Phillips-head screwdriver. None of my tools worked, only the mysterious tool did the trick, which showed up only days earlier.
What is a miracle? If we choose to believe in the strictest sense, that a miracle is only an event attributed to some far reaching deity or miracle worker, like Jesus, we’ll miss all the miracles around us. When we look at everything in life as Divine, miracles are abundant.
Choosing miracles is a way of life.