To create its effect, every cause must pass through the realm of the miraculous.
The miraculous realm is the space between two thoughts. That a galaxy or a single seed both sprout from this space is a miracle. That breath or dawn or Spring arise from this space, is a miracle. Feel your heart beat. It beats from this space.
Quantum discontinuity evaporates the gossamer threads of necessity, melting the karmic mirage into waveless transparent awareness. The dew of causation dissolves, revealing the radiance of the ordinary in exquisite particulars. Matter is seen for what it is: instantaneous fractals of pure mathematics at leisure, effervescing playfully in the space of consciousness. Holy, Holy, Holy, miracle of chaos, the motionless explosion of a rose!
Seeing creation as a miracle is the secret of our own creativity. And seeing our seeing is the miracle from which all other miracles spring.
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