It doesn’t sound like much.
Or does it.
To me, each breath means I am still alive and that life itself is miraculous.
What could be more practical or more magical than the experience that this second, this breath is a miracle?
Today, the sun came up here in West Bath, Maine.
What about for you?
Every single time I focus on my breath moving comfortably in and out of my lungs, I am aware, newly, of the miracle of being alive in this moment.
Isn’t it interesting that it takes many of us so long to see and experience the miracle?