i believe in miracles. i think awareness itself is a miracle of which we all have first hand experience.
but as for the 'physics defying' or whatever... i think being able to perceive miracles is just a matter of openness or receptivity to them. when there have been people gifted with the ability to work miracles i think their real gift is not only to believe in the event themselves but to inspire other people to believe as well.
for me, i know stuff has happened in my life that was to me miraculous. i guess there could be some other explanation. a hallucination, freak of chance, whatever. but when freak of chance happens many times in a day and in what seems like a deliberate pattern, i can't accept any such explanation. i won't go into details, i'll just say yes, i believe, yes i think they're still happening today, and yes i think i've experienced some.
i used to work at a hospital and saw a man die. the doctors wrote him off and gave up trying to resuscitate, and everybody was packing up and leaving. then the 'dead' man coughed and sat up. yeah i've seen it on tv, but it was really something to see it in person. that just does not happen all that often. i'm not a doctor but was a medical tech and a medic in the army and i've seen a lot of people die. this was the only one that happened like that. the weird thing was that after he died i was having an imaginary conversation with him. he was young and had a lot to live for still and i was imagining talking to his spirit and saying "do you really want to die now? there's a lot of people who will really miss you and you could still have so much life ahead of you..." again, not something i'd ever done before, but just this one time i was daydreaming a little and that was what i imagined. and then in my imagination i could see him listening, and he replied something i won't repeat, then he just coughed and started breathing again.
so that was a miracle i think. yeah i guess there's a real world explanation. the heart just started again by itself, the pacemaker of the heart kicked in, whatever. but to me it was a miracle.
there've been a few more, but most of the others were just me and nobody else there so maybe i was just hallucinating. i don't think so, but who knows? i do have a good imagination.
well i guess i'll tell one more. it could be synchronicity or whatever, but it just seemed too freakishly coincidental. i was having a talk with some friends at school about how i sort of believe reality is a dream that each of us creates. we are all real, and communicate, but each of us lives in a different world which we make up to explain the thoughts and ideas and communications we are having. so physics, real forms, etc are just incidental, and maybe in your world they aren't even real. i don't know.
we were talking about this for a while, then for some reason we got to talking about medical stuff. i was saying how i thought ostomies were just the most terrible thing. i made up a little poem which i'll skip it was kind of gross.
then i was walking home, going across a bridge which was on the route. there was a magazine lying right by the edge of the road. i picked it up to see what it was.
well, it was a copy of "Ostomy Journal", a medical journal devoted to the study of ostomies.
i got home and was telling my friends about this. i took it as evidence of my assertion that the world is just an ongoing dream made out of all the ideas going on and such. i got back "blah blah coincidence".
then later that evening i ran out of cigarettes. i said to myself "well if reality is just a dream i should be able to dream some into existence!" and i gave it a try. i've done a lot of meditation, various sorts, and did my best to blank my mind of perception of reality while at the same time introducing an idea of perception of a new reality, me with a cigarette. i'd completely lost touch with reality, that is perception of space and time was completely gone, and i was trying to insert perception of a new space and time with everything the same but me with some smokes.
then there was a loud "POP" and all the lights in the house went out. it was night and i couldn't see anything and still had no smokes. the house was all black and i decided to leave out and go back to school where at least there might be some power. when i got outside i discovered the entire neighborhood was blacked out completely for several blocks around as far as i could see. well still no problem, there were lights in the distance and school was some distance away.
so i walked back to school and went to a computer lab where i worked. it was closed but i had the key and let myself in and sat down to see what games there were to play on the computer. all i could find was something called "three in three" which was a puzzle game. each puzzle was harder than the one before and forced you to think in a different way. i was playing it for a while and the puzzles were getting really hard. i don't remember when in the game exactly, but these messages popped up, and they all related to learning the right way to do things. like if you tried to cheat the game, i think you got a message like "that's the easy way, but to solve this puzzle you have to follow the proper steps" and "to learn to do this puzzle you have to follow certain steps. it's not as easy as it looks. don't cheat!" etc. there were a bunch of messages about cheating and doing things the right way, etc. i got pissed off and eventually just turned the game off. i guess i'd really rather cheat.
well, maybe it all was coincidence, but i've had more than one day like that, where events and things just seemed to keep piling up that all related to what i was thinking. a friend not too long ago said she noticed this happening to me, and it freaked her out.
oh wait that introduces another specific story, which i think and thought was very interesting, but also freaked her out terribly. we were sleeping together a lot. not sex, but sleeping really
she falls asleep almost instantaneously all the time, and i have horrible insomnia, not every night but pretty frequently. anyway this leaves me lying there awake while she's sleeping a lot. now, i think to myself a lot while i'm unable to sleep, and she talks in her sleep, sounding just as if she's awake (but remembers none of it later). so i was thinking about something or other, a question, and all of a sudden out of her slumber she answers my question, perfectly sensibly and coherently. this happened many times. then other times we had the same dream.
ok, maybe it's not really a miracle, but nobody i know still has any good explanation for telepathy. but i can't deny it happened over and over again, and neither could she.
like i said she got freaked out by all of this and a little bit scared. for me it's just normal life i guess, but she said weird stuff just keeps happening around me.
well i think that's maybe just because i'm opened to the possibility of it happening.
which is sort of where i started off with my explanation above so maybe i'll just leave it there.
