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When there are human-made parts that contribute to every step you take, it feels impossible to miss the miracle of it all.
I wonder how many things that are nothing short of miraculous will happen today? And I wonder whether I will be conscious enough to be aware of them?
This morning as I was driving to the Post Office, I had one of those incredible moments of absolute perfection and unending loving kindness; not for any reason, just because it was so.
What if everything working brilliantly is nothing more than us getting out of the way?