Windows to Wonderland

"There are 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

 

I lived in a house and the room I had as my bedroom had no windows. It was a terrible way to spend an evening not looking out at a sky and not being able to see stars at night--nothing--just 4 closed in walls and no view of the outside, no idea of what was to come. I had developed claustrophobia; I had to keep my bedroom door open at all times.

Then I moved to a place in Chicago on the 6th floor of  high rise and my view out my window was the Great Lake Michigan. I saw the sunrise over the lake every morning and it was glorious. I naturally awoke as the great big red ball snuck over the horizon on the lake and I watched it rise and rise until it became late morning. It splattered its golden light onto the lake and as the waves came in, the golden shimmering dazzled my eyes. It was greater than anything I had ever seen.

Now, I have a view from the first floor of the sky and watch the sun move from the east to the west--no more lake but all puffy cloud after cloud, the tops of trees in the distance, and I see small light snowflakes falling very clearly--one snowflake at a time. It is another great view--my window is a large picture window, and I can feel warm on a cold day--because the warmth coming from my heater warms me up, as the snowflakes come down one at a time. It is a cold scene, but I do not know the cold anymore, next door to me is a friend, and he took all the blizz out of the blizzards. I read a book about small miracles today--a book my friend gave me--and I know these new views out my windows are miracles. I no longer have a room without a view, and this is an incredible miracle in my life.