Miracles

"Never put your faith in a Prince. When you require a miracle, trust in a Witch."
- Catherynne M. Valente, In the Night Garden

This now, and I mean miracles, is another of my favourite subject, which takes right after my own heart, because; I am a realist, and I expect miracles. As that noble laureate Albert Einstein said, "There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle" and I live by the latter code. The fundamental condition of life is wakefulness or being conscious. If one is alive to the fact that one is alive, then we realize the beauty around us - a constant miracle - and that we are a part of that beauty which is worth cherishing.

A Miracle is not the suspension of Natural Law, but the operation of a Higher Law. For instance, take the subject of Time: that indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole. The supply of time is a daily miracle. You wake up in the morning, and behold, your purse is magnificently full; filled with twenty-four hours, 1,440 minuets, 86,400 seconds, of unmanufactured tissue of the universe of life - and it is yours for free, the most precious of all your possessions. Yet, time is an illusion, only the keepers of the illusion are real, and the reality they have spun, keeps us; until we set upon the path of the dream.

Abandoned

That is why I say: a miracle is nothing more than, dormant justice from another time, arriving to compensate those it has cruelly abandoned. Whoever knows this is willing to suffer, for he knows that nothing is in vain. We talk of the miracle of life but life goes on endlessly; be it in, and as, human beings or other animals; or, for that matter, as vegetation. Life, collectively, must be immortal; whereas, human beings, animals, or plants, individually, cannot be. Because, the way I see it: they, we, all life, are not the individuals we seem to think - they, we, all life, are mere aggregates of cells and only in a collective form, life is a continuum and immortal. Hence, miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story, which is, written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see.

The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle. Like, I will probably never be struck by lightening, or win a Nobel Prize, or become the dictator of a small nation in the Pacific Islands or the Indian Ocean; or contract terminal ear cancer, or spontaneously combust. Nevertheless, if you consider all the unlikely things together, at least one of them will probably happen to each of us. I could have seen it rain frogs. I could have stepped foot on Mars. I could have been, eaten by a whale. I could have married the Queen of England, or survived months at sea; but my miracle was different.

Unknown

My miracle was this: out of all the countries in this world, and all the known and unknown worlds in this universe, and all the possible and impossible multi-verses beyond the known universe; I ended up being born and living in Sri Lanka: the land of serendipity; the land where the folly of fools abounds.

According to Vedanta philosophy - the term Veda means "knowledge" and anta means "end", the end of the search for knowledge, and the word was originally referred to in the Upanishads, a collection of foundational texts in Hinduism - there are only two symptoms of enlightenment, just two indications that a transformation is taking place within you toward a higher consciousness.

The first symptom is that you stop worrying. Things do not bother you anymore. You become light-hearted and full of joy. The second symptom is that you encounter more and more meaningful coincidences in your life, more and more synchronicities; and this accelerates to the point where you actually experience the miraculous.

Hence, having said that my miracle was that I was born in Sri Lanka, I now understand why. For in no other land can you develop, in as quick a time as in a jiffy, the two symptoms of enlightenment as in Sri Lanka - they being: things do not bother you anymore; and you encounter more and more meaningful coincidences in your life that you account for as a miracle of politics.

Paradise

The politicians in this land ensure it. Thus, as citizens in this land called paradise - a land of myths, legends, and lore from time immemorial - the politicians keep the traditions of myths, lore, and legends alive; ensuring we all attain enlightenment sooner than in any other land on earth. Of course, as to whether it will be enlightenment or death due to lack of sustenance will always be an open question. After all, a dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist because our politicians will ensure that you are so emaciated, not emancipated, you have no resistance left.

In fact, they believe that, it is not by getting out of the world that we become enlightened, but by getting into the world through rebirths and becoming so tuned in to their antics, that we can ride the waves of our existence in spite of their antics.

Now, at least, I suppose, you can see, how and why I came to believe in and expect miracles. Thank the politicians for the constant miraculous state in which they keep us and for, making us believe in miracles.

The universe is big, it is vast, and complicated, and ridiculous. Sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen and we call them miracles. Yet sometimes, whatever happens, we say afterwards, it must have been fate. People are always a little confused about this, between miracles and fate.

Miraculous

For instance, when someone is, saved from certain death by a strange concatenation of circumstances, they say that is a miracle. Yet, if someone gets killed by a freak chain of events such as the shock of seeing the politicians suddenly caring for the country and its people, or speaking the truth and nothing but the truth; what else could that also be but a miracle. It is too improbable an experience to mean, and be, anything but miraculous.

The truth is everything happens for a reason, be it miracles or fate. It just depends on how we look at life. I, for one, do not believe in a fate that will fall on us no matter what we do because, at all time, we are spinning our own fates, good or evil, never to be undone. However, I do believe in a fate that will fall on us, if we do nothing; even if, it is said that to do nothing at all is the most difficult thing in the world - the most difficult, and the most intellectual.

I only hope, when the time comes for us to do something, to act; we know the time has come and have the wisdom to act rightly and correctly instead of aspiring to intellectualism. That time may be on its way, our way, soon.

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