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Serendipity
I have a friend who creates magic simply by living true to her values. Once, we were walking through Cave Hill Cemetery, admiring the bee houses and the giant trees that nourished them. We paused at Muhammad Ali’s grave, where a bee house hung with the sign Ali’s Bees above the door.
Curious about how the bees were cared for, we lingered near a quaint garden house that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Moments later, the beekeeper stepped outside and invited us in to learn about the art of making honey — samples included!
We both love learning and sweets, and suddenly, it felt like we were back in fourth grade on a spontaneous field trip. What began as a simple walk, grounded in presence, turned into a magical experience. This kind of moment isn’t unusual when we’re together and beautifully reflects Caroline Myss’s idea: what is big is small, and what is small is big.
Looking back, we realized how easily we slip into flow when we’re beyond our ego selves, allowing the present moment to work its quiet magic. It’s a gift of our friendship — this natural alignment with wonder.
Not long ago, I gave a sermon at Unity of Louisville on being held by God’s grace. When we’re in our deepest suffering, we are often closest to God. But accessing that presence requires slowing down, connecting with Source, and staying open to what unfolds — especially in…
