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The tiny miracles

A sweet couple in front of me, walking, holding each other tight.


The children playing and screaming out of excitement.


Sitting in a park, book in my hands.

A song that creates a little smile.


The sun gently touching my face.


A cup of coffee.


And some love.



There is something so beautiful in capturing the tiny miracles each and every day. We have so much power, in fact all the power, to change the way we see the world and the life we’ve been gifted. We have the ability to drag ourselves deep down, into the darkness, yes. But that also means that we have the power to lift ourselves up from the mud and delicately bring back the light into our lives.


And it’s not all butterflies and rainbows, definitely not. We all have days when we’re barely breathing. But I feel like it’s also about allowing ourselves to see the good that already exists. To let go of the ego that so often tries to trick us. To just be, feel, and see where the gut is trying to lead us. When we let go of the need to control, force things and try so hard, the simple truth is being revealed to us in a way or another.


And that truth is brutally honest and oh - so beautiful.


So now, I suggest you to play some good tunes in the background and write down the tiny miracles you noticed today.


For the bliss of it all.



❤️,

Inka







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