We aren’t seeing it all. Not nearly. Everything we think, say, do – ripples out endlessly. And every one of our moments is experienced in the thickest of soups of all the ripples from everywhere that have gone before it. Of course, there is intelligence in these ripples. Your intelligence, my intelligence, everyone’s intelligence. And could we possibly be so ignorant as to assume that the universe around us that gave rise to our intelligence was not also intelligent. And do we notice that we can relate to intelligence somewhat above and below our own, but at a point we lose conscious communication with intelligence that goes beyond our understanding. And of course, just because we can’t perceive it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.

So miracles. Mysteries.

“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein

So yesterday, during our Game Changer Intensive zoom small group, Ron starts talking about a book by Marshall Rosenberg, “Nonviolent Communication”. Ron and I have never met. We are thousands of miles apart. Google says there are 129,864,880 different books in our world.

Also yesterday, Charlotte and I arrive at a villa in the mountains in central Colombia. We get to our room a couple hours before the zoom meeting. There are 4 books in the room. A strange collection. A children’s book in Spanish. A catalog for ordering parts on-line. Something in Spanish about Hypertension. And… Rosenberg’s Nonviolent Communication.

Over a decade ago, a dear friend had given me this book and I had started reading it. Now another opportunity. So when the zoom call started, I had it next to me on our bed. I had just read, “What I want in my life is compassion, a flow between myself and others based on a mutual giving from the heart.”

I was thinking, I too would like that in my life. And so our zoom call arises, and compassion begins flowing among us. And as we sit here this morning, Antonio brings us coffee and tea. At the end of the string on my tea bag, there are some words.

“Lo essencial es invisible a los ojos.” El principito

Translated.

“The essential is invisible to the eyes.“ The Little Prince

I see. The synchronicity goes on and on…