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The other day, as I zipped over the top of a hill, I came across a mother duck and her tiny brood crossing the road. With moderate brake application and a little driving in the dirt, I was able to avoid them.
I wonder why I cannot remember what I thought was so important that I had to be going so fast?
Yesterday I went to the 50th wedding anniversary celebration of Jane and Cliff Ives, parents of one of our Board members and Convener, Steve Ives. As I listened to stories from those who had been touched by this loving and powerful couple, an observation began to arise.
I wonder whether there is anyone on the planet who has not been affected by their lives and work?
I wonder whether that isn’t true for all of us?
Every single time I focus on my breath moving comfortably in and out of my lungs, I am aware, newly, of the miracle of being alive in this moment.
Isn’t it interesting that it takes many of us so long to see and experience the miracle?

