A few weeks ago, the heaviness of April lifted into what I dubbed, “Miracle May.” (PS I think we still have the old pre-climate-change perception that spring arrives in April and everything is beautiful and happy again but it’s a LIE. April and May are the new February and March! I declare!)
I wanted to shift my perspective to seeing the abundance that is here and available to us in this moment. Nature- the planet- being one.
It was working!
Insane opportunities coming my way.
Literal manifestations coming true.
All the woo stuff.
But also just being more present in daily life with my people.
With myself.
With the craft of writing.
With the performance of music.
Because I know that’s where the miracles reside.
By being present in your body (something that after decades of body image struggles and disordered eating -is fairly new to me.)
Well, Miracle May got disrupted by smack-in-your-face Medical Emergency May.
I’ve been drowning (and rightly so) in family crisis.
I am aware enough to know this is a hard time.
I’ve studied long enough to remember the body keeps the score.
I’m graceful enough to find rest whenever it’s available and try to let that be enough (also not great at this one.)
But how could I possibly be a recipient for miracles when I’m barely making it through the day? Barely leaving the house? Barely feeling grateful?
I’m pleased to share that thanks to my time and desire to learn how, miracles came through anyways– EVEN while cradling my daughter on the floor, both of us crying in helpless exhaustion.
I am so thankful for the work I did to recognize them when times were easier.
Here’s what it left me with:
-> the miracle that even after the worst moments of the last week, we have been able to stand back up and take steps forward
-> that we are privileged to have health insurance
-> that we have support from friends, family, teachers, and neighbors
-> the miracle of sleep: any amount of it!
-> the miracle of providing comfort where I’m able to
-> the miracle of the sun restoring our vitality
-> the miracle of my and my husband’s jobs- flexible enough to change according to the needs of our family
-> the miracle of quiet and time alone
-> the miracle of my network
-> the miracle of laughter
Being able to see these things amidst strife is a blessing in itself.
And it’s one I want you to know is possible to tap into, no matter what you’re going through.
It takes practice, like anything, but it may be one of the best practices you adopt.
Finding peaceful moments in periods of hardship is a superpower that’s available to anyone who desires it. But you gotta start looking now.
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