When you allow a miracle, you allow Reality–that which is not of this fantasy world–to come into this world and to rearrange it. You allow what truly is to come into your fantasy and to rearrange its seeming parts for the benefit of all. You allow miracles by dropping judgments and by staying open to What Is.
Miracles collapse time. Time is your way of closing eyes, covering your ears, and saying “La, la, la” to block out eternity. Time is essentially a temper tantrum. It uses the power of What Is–the mind–to project a fantasy of what can never be real. Eventually, you will stop projecting the fantasy of time because it will be clear to you that it has no purpose.
Time is a hiding place from eternity. Think of a life based on time and space–a finite life, a life seemingly experienced in a body–as a game…
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