Yesterday, this sign stopped us in our tracks. We didn’t notice the misspelled words, just its powerful message with its unlikely presentation: marker on a plastic storage container lid, bungeed to an office chair, in the park I walked in daily. I like your sign we said to the man standing nearby. Do you experience miracles every day? Yes I do, he replied with a smile.
He called himself Cosmos. Although he said he had a home, he preferred to live on the beach or in a park; being close to nature kept his thinking clear. He made money by playing music in Washington Square Park. My acute city-kid radar picked up no vibe of deprivation, addiction or mental illness.
Everything is a choice. I like to keep it as simple as I can. I find I don’t need much.
My one vice is clothes. I love clothes and jewelry.
We noticed his elaborate necklaces and beaded beaded.
We asked him if he got what he needed every day.
I do, and always have.
I wrote something about what I’ve learned. Want to hear it?
For every problem, there is a solution
For every question, there is an answer
For every mystery, a revelation
For every trial and tribulation, a lesson
For every prayer, a blessing.
As we were walking away, he called out and motioned us to come back.
What is the most miraculous thing YOU have ever seen?
His question is a fine one to ponder. It makes us consider what a miracle is in our personal cosmology. From there, we realize there have been MANY miraculous things…
We imagine Cosmos might at times be written off as some “crazy street person” rather than an original stranger-offering-a-gift. No matter. His message is a powerful one, a practice that shifts the view to seeing the gifts around us.