How do we cope with the unbelievable miracle of our world’s complexity? I sit at my desk and browse the web and cannot stop pinballing from thing to thing…
Climbers killed in volcanic explosion
OK – that is not a “miracle” but it is deeply tragic and provides the literally awesome thought that the earth is alive and breathing and spitting and panting and fuming and on a scale that reduces us to microbes.
Swimming beneath the brinicles
Here’s a better example of a gentle miracle – the idea that at every moment, with every breath, in our world of waste and tumult, there is a scene somewhere else of incredible beauty and peaceful balance. For every place we know, there are a billion places we don’t know. For every thoughts we ponder, there are a billions thoughts we miss. And the price of the technology that let’s us so easily explore this “room of requirement” that can be anything, anything at all, is the price that may well be our undoing. It is perfect.
Watch the evolution of a shoreline, as brought to us by satellite images and animated compliments of Google. I could sit in front of this widget for hours!
Just got off the phone with Jo and had a great conversation about his new job and the exciting project he’s running. It was like being out of breath then getting oxygen! the idea of facing a challenge got me excited! It’s a little bit too bad I’m just on the sideline in a phone call though. Jo felt that – and was very sensitive about it – but I was so happy he’d call and fill me in. I was careful to express 95% joy and only 5% wistfulness.
So – the world is a miraculous place. I am thankful. But it is very hard to go downstairs with Moo and watch her walk through the door to go work hard all day and know that I have nothing to do. I have EVERYTHING to do, but have a self-imposed guilt layer associated with lack of gainful employment that says I cannot partake of the forbidden pleasure of indulging myself. I’ve got to back to the work of finding work.
One last (and greatest) miracle… my loving family and their gift of ongoing support!
My Mate Moo – Presented with flowers by her loving daughter, on Mother’s Day 2012.
