The “worst” doesn’t happen.  Even when it seems to, it isn’t as bad as worry has anticipated, and I come out of it better off.  As much like Pollyanna as it sounds, this dynamic is probably an axiom of life and not my own lucky charm.

When I was a child, I used to look out my bedroom window at night, dreaming about the future with much anticipation.  It wasn’t until I returned to Florence and the neighboring hill town of Fiesole, with its panorama of Florence, for the second time in 25 years that I knew why. 

Gazing out at panoramas has a great calming effect on me; I have at such times no worries about the future and no problems of any kind.  I have not had great roles to play in this lifetime, but I have lived through a private drama that has led me ever more closely to God. 

And this was what the better Self in me wanted all along.

Author: Celia Hales

I intend "Miracles Each Day" to offer inspiration and insight into A Course in Miracles, A Course of Love, The Way of Mastery, Choose Only Love, Mirari, and similar readings.

2 thoughts on “Dreaming”

  1. This is so beautiful and resonates with me deeply, as I’m sure it does for many of your readers! Thank you for your uplifting words of encouragement! I too love a vista view! It feeds me and frees me! My eyes are always in the sky, in the clouds! Thank you! ⛅️

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