“Miracles, in the sense of phenomena we cannot explain, surround us on every hand: life itself is the miracle of miracles.” George Bernard Shaw.
I love the quiet reflective time I have on a Sunday morning when I head out early with my dogs for a ramble around the Erddig country park.
I go out into nature with the intention of exploring and experiencing the unity of life. I am aware of the sky, earth, trees, grass, and flowers, and the whole sense of life. I feel involved in the whole process of life and sense of the whole web of existence as it interacts.
I listen to the birds, watch the tiny insects, and marvel at the prolific spiders that cover the grass and trees with their intricate lace-like webs.
There is always beauty in the details. Are they empty fields or tiny kingdoms of nature?
But this Sunday was special. My youngest dog, Digby, beckoned me to the other side of the field with his barks. And there, hiding in the hedgerow, was a tiny calf. Obviously separated from his mother as there were no other cows around, the small and beautiful creature had sought shelter in the safety of the hedgerow. After alerting the farmer I was told that he was just five days old, and he had become separated from his mother on Tuesday, the day he was born. There was torrential rain on that day, so the farmer had taken the cows to the shelter. He realised that one of the cows had calved but although they searched and searched they could not find the baby animal. The farmer had given up hope – calves need their mother’s milk and also warmth to survive. The torrential rain had been followed by freezing weather. Yet the calf survived and looked surprisingly strong. Nature can be cruel, but it can also protect.
Truly a miracle.
“Miracles happen everyday, change your perception of what a miracle is and you'll see them all around you.” Jon Bon Jovi.