Then I peeked out the window, vaguely remembering that it was snowing when I went to bed and that my husband went to work at 4 am to clear it away. Aaaaaaah. Then I heard the voice, "You are paying attention to the wrong things."
If you do not give right attention to the one you love, it is a kind of killing.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Yes, all that beauty, right there and somehow I was turning my attention away. The one I love - my reality, this whole world....Wait a minute, what am I missing?
A happy child, off to school and adventure - bravely trying something new (full-time school) and doing her best. AND amazingly, she's well-organized! A coughing (again!) child who kindly asked, "Could we read and cuddle a lot today?" Not every twelve year old wants such things from her mother. A white world just out the window, patiently awaiting notice - silently whispering "You can breathe now."
People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle which we don't even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child -- our own two eyes. All is a miracle.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Where is your attention today? Are you hearing the voices too?
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