The miracles I have seen were for my eyes and ears, the proof I needed to believe that there is a divine spirit, an intelligent and good universe that guides and loves. I treasure them. They are memories with wings, memories with inner light, the kind that keep me upright from the core of who I am.
Miracles can be the smallest of things and are often for your eyes only. They are the invitations the good universe sends, and you can accept them or not. Personally, I recommend that you let the gratitude in and find the courage to accept.
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