Miracle?

A photo captured by Jeroen in the Ruin Orval Abbey in our silent retreat in June. Copyright @2018.

Little moments of miracles exist. 
Miracles come in many different ways and forms.
Do you believe in Miracles?

This photo is one of the signs of miracles. 
When he scanned the negative, to his astonishing surprise, he discovered images in the photo. 
​What do you see? 

Jeroen is someone who is a technical man.  For once, he cannot explain the phenomenon that appears in the photo.
I, too, have never seen in its original copy of a photo with such an amazing phenomenon.

Every day is a miracle if you see it.  In the ordinary life.

A Gift to You for Today!

Day for Contemplation

Find a quiet spot at home, in a park or garden.
Quieten down as you breathe in and out deeply.
Allowing silence to drop into your being.

Look at the photo and contemplate.
You can look at it for a couple of minutes and close your eyes.
Let your body, heart or soul to guide you and lead you.
Go with the flow that arises in the moment.
Let the gift of miracle unfold for you.

If you're a beginner, begin with 15 min, then increase to 30, to an hour (max), as you continue to contemplate.
Continue with this photo everyday for a week. 

Each day, journal, draw or dance. 
Go with the flow for today.

* I accompany people on silent retreat, contemplation, inter-creativity retreat/sessions, nature retreat, healing, online, face to face, individually, couples or group.  Embodied Movement is about embracing and embodying living and loving with wholeness, embodiment and full integration of the mind, body, heart, soul and spirit, to come home to true self, to wholeness, to love and light within.  I am offering a series of Nature Retreat videos online. Stay tune by connecting with us, Nita and I. 

This photo is copyright. If you are interested to buy the print, please contact me. Thank you for your respect of my husband's, Jeroen's photography art. Shalom!

For more Day for Contemplation, go to my post on 'Take a walk in the trees, and smell the wild air.'