This morning at the end of my daily meditation I asked my usual question:
“What do I need to know for today.”
This was the answer I got: “Revel in the mysteries as much as the miracles.”
I was confused. What did that mean? I had to sit with it a while and here is what I uncovered:
I love when miracles show up. A dime found in an unexpected place means my mom or grandma is telling me they are with me. A $100 bill found under the seat of the car reminding me to live abundantly. The clarity that comes after a struggle – showing me exactly why that struggle was a gift.
But I don’t embrace the mysteries with the same abandon. When something isn’t working out the way I want it to, I often return to a mental space of “This will all work out.” But I white-knuckle it the whole way. I am holding my metaphysical breath for the moment that the miracle shows its beautiful face through the curtain of uncertainty a.k.a. mystery.
What if I got just as excited when things went mysteriously wrong as I did when I finally realized why? What would happen if I trusted that this “wrong” situation is a big beautiful gift from the Universe and reacted as if I was just handed a gift?
What would happen?
I’m going to try it on for size today. I can already feel my normal resistance kicking in but I’m opening up to what is possible.
What about you? What would happen if you reveled in the mysteries as much as the miracles in your life?