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Countless things. I will pick just a few….I was sitting outside in the afternoon, and it was quiet. All of a sudden the wind started to blow in a gentle way…it was so beautiful seeing the trees sway, and hearing the wind all around me. And when the birds sing in the mornings. And when a chickadee lands on a branch of the tree outside the window-so many things!
To use the pre-cooked answer from the word of the day: realising I am alive. That I am here to bear witness to this moment.
the fact that i’ve been through such absolute atrocities as i have that no person should ever have to go through, yet i’m still here & get happy when i hear morning birds or when i see healthy expressions of love or see people out n about j doing their thing. i can still look outwards in appreciation instead of turning completely inwards to absolutely crumble. that’s absolutely a mini miracle.
The amazing contrasts / diversity / in perspectives that humans hold between each other of what “existing” is!
For example, todays question vs todays “Daily Word”
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
A rainbow, the magic of a sunrise at a seaside as well as a sunset with its breathtaking beauty and silence, awe-inspiring and it fills my heart with deep joy, merging.
I don’t know. There has been years of intense spiritual enquiry and practice, retreats, carefully crafted questions to teachers and Masters, endless meditations. One thought was, it is a happening. Another was that I am God. Then the question arose, “What is God?” There was one, however. His name is Papaji. He said to stop… and be quiet…
“Those who say they “know God”, are liars.
Those who say they “don’t know God”, are liars”
Between the two is “Existence”.
Listening to the birds singing this beautiful sunny morning makes me appreciate my existence. And listening to classical music with a lovely “cup of joe”! It all makes me happy I am here.❤️
When I say I am existing , then I say I exist as someone, somebody, something. I exist in the mind of others. So for them I am what they think of me or how they do experience me. Is that me? If I myself think of me, what is it, that I can think of. I think of a body that is changing and is made of atoms which are mainly empty space. Or I think of my character which is the result of conditionings created by parents, other people, experiences ,thoughts and so on. Am I that ? Hard to believe. What is this I, that seems to be so many things? By painting with dedication, making music or in deep meditation we can feel that we simply are that, in which all this happens. we are the ground and possibility for everything. I am not something, but something has the opportunity to be within me. So it is me. I am not this, but this is nothing else but me. Actor John, who is playing a Police officer is not a police officer. But the police officer is nobody else but John .
This is too much for words, and even words are not enough. I just show up and keep showing up in the moments.
the air is brisk and chilly, I sit in the warmth of my heart, slowly enveloped with the light of dawn, the pulse of mother earth as she stirs, a slow smile appears
bless. you father, bless you mother, bless you sister, bless you brother
bless you, bless you, bless you
reading these posts 🙂
Stephen Jay Gould’s book Wonderful Life: The Burgess Shale did that for me years ago. The sheer mathematical odds against me–my specific me–being here, now, are amazing. Yet they happened.
Also coffee. Seriously. Sitting with a hot, bitter cup smelling its aroma, feeling the warmth of the cup in my hands, tasting it. That’s a moment in which to simply exist, and appreciate.
Meditation. When I take time to feel my connection with all that exists, the being and fullness of everything, it is truly wonderful.
Just being. I am constantly noticing the miracles of “simply existing,” and right now appreciate the breeze blowing in my dining room window onto my back. The sun is also on my back offering warmth, but only sporadically, as its cloudy and a storm is headed our way.
It’s these kinds of things that keep me awake to the miracle of life 🙂
Thinking about the chain of people that came before me in this roulette wheel of chance. It’s amazing that any of us are here. Whole sub species of hominids didn’t make it. Died off. Yet here we are, at the end of this branch. Existing. So many things had to go our way. Bullets dodged, famines endured, illness and plague avoided and survived. Our hearts still beat with the original electrical pulse of life. Handed off. From one to the next. Like a fire tended. Night after night.
Thank you for this moment.
Charlie, Thanks for your words.
Thank YOU, Carol. Allen Watts and Colonel Potter? I love it ❤️
Noticing the weather and the seasons every morning helps me to feel alive. I live in a state where the seasons change from one extreme to the other, and I love it. Each day right now I watch subtle changes in the landscape. A new flower comes out. The buds on trees get larger. Another bird comes north for the warm months. The grass gets greener. It is a constant unfolding, much like our own lives.
Gratitude and purpose.
Stopping for a minute and just noticing what’s around me. This is hard for me to do.
So many things – a beautiful day, a rainy day, the bright color of flowers, trees, time with my kids, beautiful music.
Sometimes nothing at all seems to awaken me. In the midst of an ordinary day, a profound wave of gratitude will sweep through me, bringing on tears. The fact that I can breathe, see, hear, taste … it all seems miraculous in those moments.
By being grateful, by going for walks in nature and admiring its beauty peace and tranquility. The vastness around me, the animals and plants and sensations that I experience give me perspective that I exist just as a tiny part
Living gratefully every day.
I think the key word in this question is “awaken.” Once Irealized that just being here, existing, is a miracle. Once I realized that I am, we are life, it took the need to perform and please away . There is a religious hymn that says, ” Awake from your slumber, Arise from your sleep. A new day is dawning for all those who weep.” Today’s quote from Oscar Wilde rings true for me but it made today’s question quite challenging until I focused on the word “awaken.” We live, move an have our being in an evolutionary Universe so if we can let go and let be, we as species will evolve. I leave you with a quote from Alan Watts and follow it with a quote from the TV series “Mash.”
“Paradoxical as it may seem, the purposeful life has no content, no point. It hurries on and on and misses everything. Not hurrying, the purposeless life misses nothing, for it is only when there is no goal and no rush that the human senses are fully open to receive the world.” Alan Watts
“Be still and know” or as the Character Colonel Potter said in a Christmas episode on the television series Mash, “If you ain’t where you’re at, you’re no where.” That tells me that Presence turns existence into a life worth living.”
Another moment for me, breath deep.
Awareness it self is the miracle! Knowing this awareness is pure joy! Keeping coming back to this moment and letting go of whatever is trying to pull me away from it is the practice. What helps is to say yes to each moment no matter what. Take a breath and be grateful to this miracle of aliveness.
I very much like today’s Word for the Day by Oscar Wilde, “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” Yet, by my read, today’s Daily Question seems to upend the author’s intend meaning and use of the word, “existing,” which is fine, but I am not going there.
We all know that life can be terribly difficult and challenging for many people the world over with little or no time to sit and ponder the rareness of realizing the difference between “existing” and living with robust, utter joy of “being alive” in life itself. It makes me smile to realize I needed far too many words to describe for myself what the author meant in his quote. That’s why he’s Oscar Wilde, and I am not!
Thanks, Kevin, for pointing out the opposite meanings of ‘exist’ in today’s quote and question 😛 😝 😜
Working with death everyday definitely keeps one aware of the miracle of being alive. Ya never know when your time is up, not everyone is guaranteed tomorrow.
Looking up at the stars at night always (even when I was very young) fills me with wonder and awe at the seemingly impossible fact of all matter existing, and how miraculous it is that I am here and able to ponder my existence and the existence of all things. I am a minuscule part of something infinite and the elements I am made from will continue on after I die, so in a sense I will always be a part of this miracle and that is a wonderful thought.
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