Sunday, August 21, 2022

A LITTLE BIT OF HEAVEN ON EARTH

 I was brought up quite religiously; we were taught heaven was up in the sky,

when we died, if we were good down here, there was a place for us on high.


A place where miracles happen every day in this paradise floating above

where we walk with angels among the softness of the clouds, enveloped by love.


When I grew up and began to think for myself, to question and to clarify

I kept returning to this concept of Heaven and couldn’t help but wonder why...


Why wait for Heaven to experience miracles when so many miracles can be found 

happening before our eyes…right here…on the ground.


Every day is filled with miracles…miracles large and small….

So many miracles abound we can’t possibly count them all.


From the highest mountains…to the deepest valleys…from the tiniest shrubs to the tallest trees…from the the kaleidoscope of colors in the sky…to the breath of an invisible breeze.


From the birth of a baby whale at sea…to the birds that populate the sky…

From the gentleness of the elephant to the metamorphosis of a butterfly… 


From the tides in the largest ocean…to the tiniest babbling brook

miracles are all around us…all we have to do…is look


I've been blessed to be at the birth of my children and grandchildren and don’t think it’s preposterous to say…in the maternity ward of a hospital you walk among angels every day. 


I’ve experienced love…I’ve watched my family grow and blossom and thrive…

I have witnessed the beauty of sunrises and sunsets…all while I’m still alive.


Which makes me question if my original concept of Heaven was wrong…

if my religious teaching was remiss

as I look around at the miracles in my life…I wonder…can it get any better than this?


There might be a Heaven high up in the clouds…

a place where, once we die, we experience a rebirth

In the meantime 

I’m happy with my little slice of Heaven

right here…

right now…

on Earth.


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