“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
― Albert Einstein
Do you ever wonder if people over the age of 80 consider each and every day a miracle? As we move through the twilight years of our lives, do we stop trying to achieve perfection? Do we slow down and listen to what others are saying? Do we apologize sooner? Laugh quicker? Forgive easier?
We hear stories all the time of people who have recovered from horrific accidents who say that NOW they consider each and every day to be a gift. We hear of people with terminal illnesses who say that they are grateful for every day.
What does it take to get us to understand that every day IS a miracle?
What does it take for us to turn off our cell phones while we're sitting at a table with other people? What does it take for us to smile more and criticize less? What has to happen in your life to get you out of that chair in front of that TV and live your life in color, out loud?
- If a doctor told you that you had three weeks to live...what's the FIRST thing you would do? Why aren't you doing it today?
- What's the sweetest sound you hear every single day? Are you truly listening to it?
- If your child, your spouse or your best friend was heading to surgery RIGHT NOW, what is the one thing you would want to tell them before anesthesia? Have you told them that today?
- When is the last time you made pictures out of the clouds in the sky?
- Do you pause in the morning as you rush to your car to look around at the grass, the sky, the trees and be in the moment, for the moment?
- When is the last time you truly looked someone deeply in the eyes? What did you see there?
- In the madness and chaos of the day, do you say "I love you" and mean it? Or do you rush through it like you do everything else?
- Have you heard anything by Vivaldi lately? Try it. If you don't know Vivaldi, please get to know his music. You won't be sorry.
- When's the last time you appreciated your body? Instead of looking at your wrinkles or your fat or your too-short arms, think about how amazing it feels to stretch. Think about the beautiful miraculous machine that gets you from place to place.
- When is the last time that you really appreciated on how beautiful this life is? In spite of its tragedies, its pain, its drudgery, its worry....this life is a gift. We can do a better job of it. Can't we?
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