You Are the Depths
Dear friend,
This talk of kindness is spreading, rippling out through the collective mind of humanity. We’re like that when we’re pushed—we either go under, or we rise up for air, find our wings, and stretch out to protect the sweet, gentle, maybe confused selves we meet.
Our own self, or that of another.
It begins to dawn that the distance between us is less than we ever imagined.
Think of how it feels to be there for another in need.
Or to forget your troubles in the temporary amnesia of laughter.
The word “miracles” is showing up more and more.
Love is the miracle.
Love is the creative source beyond all material appearances.
So you could say, quite legitimately, that life is a miracle.
This moment at the edge of time.
The crest of a cosmic wave of consciousness.
Why not double down on the habits that make a good life?
Whatever they are for you, they’ll involve making time to appreciate the goodness around us, building faith in one another—and most of all, in ourselves.
Let them come—those thoughts of not-enoughness and lack and limitation.
Look at them, and breathe.
They are bubbles on the surface of depths.
You are the depths.
Till tomorrow
Love
Mikey