Miracles

I have a few good friends, who are enamored by extra-ordinary things. Let me give you a few examples.

One friend told me that he had a photo taken of a cave near Rishikesh. When seen with the naked eye, nothing interesting is seen in the cave. But when he took a photo and got it developed, he found there were several chakras clearly visible. Miracle!!! Later when I saw the photo, it was very clear that there had been some dust or water droplets on the lens, which had created those circular patterns. When I told him this, he was obviously disappointed.

Another friend showed me two photos. There are two places of pilgrimage to the east and west of the place from where the photos were taken. It was dusk time. The two photos were taken at that time. However, both showed crimson tinge at the horizon. He said that it was a miracle. How can there be crimson tinge on the horizon at the east and west at the same time? It is only because of the holy places in both the directions. Miracle!!! Upon closer look, it was visible that a cloud on the eastern horizon was reflecting the sun, which was setting on the western horizon. So there was the crimson light in both the directions. Again, the friend was disappointed.

I feel pity when I see the people get disappointed when their “miracles” get explained away as something normal. But I don’t want to give away truth in return for lame sentiments. Similarly, when I saw a few friends enchanted by the snow on a distant mountain in the form of the letter OM, I felt out-of-place. I did not want to disturb their sentiments that time, but I could not share their feeling of awe.

I don’t say that nothing creates that awe and a sense of miracle in me. I see miracles everyday. A couple of months back, I pointed at an object to a one year old child. He saw the object and not my finger. It was a miracle to me!!! How does a one year old child know the difference between the pointer and the object? How did he learn that? Human mind is amazing.
 
Man can change. It may be for good or for bad. But the very fact that a man can consciously introspect his thoughts and actions, and can consciously and voluntarily change is a wonder. This differentiates him from stones, trees and animals. Isn’t this a wonderful power in man? My head reels and words fail just to think of this great power in man. To be able to introspect and voluntarily change one’s own way of thinking and action!!! What a wonderful power of the mind!!! No development could have been possible without this power. This is a big miracle!!!

I feel pity when people give so much importance to small small pebbles when such big diamonds sit and stare at them. And most of the pebbles vanish into thin air upon inspection. Oh Man!!! You are the greatest miracle. Your mind is the greatest miracle. Look not outside. Look inside.