Living my miracle
“It's through gratitude that our world is luminous and opulent.”
said the voice in my somnolent hour.
Beckoned me to say thanks to the universal source.
Thanks as if the blessing has already arrived.
I feel my body tremor as the miracle colonises me.
Surrounded by a magnetic field that is at once powerful and alarming.
Then the angel of love wafts in.
Shifting my reality from fear to love
“You are worthy of receiving. Take it, Take it,” a cherubic choir harmonises.
I am living a miracle. It’s me the magnet for magical encounters.
Reverberating with copiousness.
I am home.
Honouring the miracle within me.