Humbled

 Isn’t it marvelous how the Universe arranges itself to create you and me?

How fantastic is it that all of the atoms that exist configure themselves in a manner that results in our Sun, the Earth, and eventually, me, here, writing this and you, there, reading it?

Can you believe how incredible it is that somehow, the informational structure of everything that is leads ultimately, from the very beginning of time, through all eternity, to these ephemeral moments in which you and I find ourselves and each other?

That the vastness pinpoints like this, that the infinite focuses this way, that endless possibilities emerge as such singular unlikeliness is mind-boggling, heart-opening, and absolutely humbling.

I know that it’s not at all all for me (or you, or anyone), so that we get to experience it like this—or even, indeed, at all—is something we need to be aware of and grateful for every second of every day, especially in those moments we’re unaware and ungrateful—that is, most of the time.

Picture yourself in relationship to the globe and recognize what an infinitesimal spot each of us is on Mother Earth, and then remember that she is an incomprehensibly smaller spot on our galaxy, which is even a tinier spot on the Universe; if that doesn’t put into perspective getting cut off in traffic or having your favorite team lose, then something is surely amiss.

Complaining about anything is a wonderful privilege; merely existing in order to be able to do so is such an unlikely concurrence of events that every time we even think about being upset, we should get down on our knees and thank our lucky stars (and atoms) for the opportunity.

This isn’t to say that some people don’t have legitimate beef; the world is often a terrible, awful place, with tragic amounts of suffering.

However.

As I sit here  observing all that allows me to observe, I humbly observe: wow. Wow.  And more wow.