I arrived back at my door just as a student was arriving, and explained my reason for not already being there. A visitor to Cape Cod, she was surprised to learn that homelessness is an issue here. Throughout our practice, we found new ground for discussions we may not have otherwise had. We talked about fortune and misfortune, about social issues and healthcare. We talked about oneness. We meditated, and we prayed, each in our own way, for all who lived "from pillar to post" as this man had defined.
I saw the man again later in the afternoon. He had made it to his appointment and was preparing to go where he knew he'd find a warm meal and shelter for the night. "Don't worry." He said, a smile waking up his tired eyes, "I won't be hanging around. I want to thank you for the gift." Thinking that he was speaking of a full belly, I began to dismiss it. "Do you know how long it's been since I've spent time at the water?" I didn't know, but could imagine it isn't high on his list of priorities. "I enjoyed a nice day at the beach. And there isn't much I have to pass on, but the extra money for my breakfast? I gave it to the waitress as a tip."
Albert Einstein is credited with having said: "There are two ways to live your life. One is though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." This simple exchange between any man and any woman was bursting at the seams with miracles. He wasn't looking to be "fixed", and she didn't feel charged to fix him. Prayers that might not have been voiced floated from the lips of those who may have never known there was a need, bringing hope. A man whose daily quest for survival had caused him to lose touch with the joy of being in nature was reminded of the beauty in a world that too often seems harsh. A waitress with a tentative smile was a witness to and a recipient of grace. May miracles abound in every corner of your life today, and may you take a moment to bask in the beauty that surrounds you, even when, (and maybe especially when) this world feels harsh.