A Reflection on Miracles

The Divine in the Everyday: When the Miraculous Meets the Mundane

In a world ruled by logic, science and magic are seen as opposites. Many people believe that if something can be explained, it cannot be divine. That if it’s predictable, it must be mundane.

But the awakened mind knows better. There is no separation between science and magic. They are not opposing forces, but complementary languages.

Science is the math of magic.

It is the language of the divine, giving our rational minds a way to understand the ethereal.

So why must we explain away signs from the universe just because they can also be explained logically? Why not allow both the mystical and the rational to coexist? In truth, they support one another.

When I allow myself to be led by my divine self—my higher self, a soul guide, the gentle nudging of Spirit—and I encounter a sign, I can choose to dismiss it. I can say, “Well, I’m here because I did A + B + C.” But I also know that I could have made completely different choices. I could have taken a different route. Left at a different time. Ignored my intuition entirely.

The reason I was in that place, in that moment, was because something greater within me orchestrated it. That divine part of me led me, step by step, toward receiving that exact message. Maybe it was just a stop sign—one you’ve seen hundreds of times. It’s always there. It’s mundane. It directs traffic.

But maybe one day, you’re driving and your mind is spinning with painful thoughts—anger toward a relative or colleague…jealousy, resentment, betrayal. Your heart is closed, your spirit agitated. And just then, the sunlight hits that stop sign in such a way that you have no choice but to look up. The glare forces you to pause. And in that moment, your heart softens. You receive the message:

Stop. Pause. Breathe. Reconsider.

Was that just coincidence? Maybe. The sun follows predictable laws. The sign didn’t move. The angle was calculable.

But maybe…just maybe…you were moved by your divine self to leave at a specific time, to take that route, to feel those emotions so that you could receive that sign in the exact moment your heart was ready for it.

That is the miraculous.

That is the divine.

Not the object or the phenomenon—but the timing. The receptivity. The expansion. The miracle isn’t in the sun or the sign—it’s in the moment your heart opened to the sign. The miracle is not found in the spectacle. It is found in the soft shift of your heart when the universe meets you in your openness.

The divine doesn’t have to be mysterious, unknowable, or without explanation. It doesn’t have to contradict science or defy logic. In fact, it often uses science and logic to deliver its messages.

The miracle is simply this: That your soul chose this moment. That your heart said yes. That all the steps—mundane and mystical—led you here.

That is God.

Because you are God experiencing him/herself.

And the divine timing of your soul is nothing short of sacred.