[blockquote source=”Toni Morrison, Beloved”]”In this here place, we are flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it. Love it hard.”[/blockquote]

There are moments in my life, when I am simply awestruck by this balance between complexity and simplicity. These microscopic patterns of movement, performed in a most perfect order – nearly imperceptible to our human view.

This push-pull, tip-teetering becomes its own life force, manifesting the brilliance of our physical being. And, I dare say – we hardly even notice it.

But there are these moments, when a sudden glimpse brings the wholeness of these marvels splendidly into perspective.

Yesterday, in my yoga practice – I felt my heart surging to keep pace, as my muscles twitched in fluid rhythm. I felt the blood rushing to my limbs, as I stretched and pulled and released, once again.

My body moved as my spirit willed. All without me ever really having to think of it.

And, oh my goodness – isn’t that a magnificent thing?

I mean, just imagine, if you will – these trillions upon trillions of micro-cellular interactions, carrying out the most intricate of orders. In one whizzing, flash-bang of an instant – 300 million cells are permanently destroyed, only to be born once again.

It’s quite the miracle, now isn’t it? This brilliant biophysical dance…

And yet, even the very best of us all… can, quite simply, take this for granted.

My dears, you are a miracle of life – a delicate flower blooming in an infinitely chaotic universe.

I challenge you to consider the magnitude of this – these trillions upon trillions of cellular interactions, all coming together in meticulous order….

And just for the purpose of you being you.

So, take it all in, my loves…each and every bump and bruise…

And realize, that they, too… are a testimony to the infinite perfection that is you.