You Are Alive

If that notion doesn't amaze you, then you aren't thinking.

Out of all the galaxies, all the stars and planets that exist in this unimaginably humongous Universe, this Earth had just the right balance of temperature, light, and elements to support life.

Across millions and millions of years, through all the evolutionary struggles, Every Single One of Your Ancestors (from protozoa to fish to mammals to primates) managed to mate and have offspring or you wouldn't be here!

Out of more than 40 million (and perhaps many more) possible sperm, only one wriggly guy (that makes up half of your DNA) reached and fertilized your mother's egg.  If any other sperm made it first, you would not exist.  If any small detail of either of your parents' lives or their parents' lives (and on back forever) was different enough to cause them to not be together at that exact moment they made you, you would not exist.

The odds of you being here now on this earth are so infinitesimal I do not have enough time left to type all the zeros after the decimal point it would take, even if that is all I did for the rest of my days.

If the science doesn't boggle your mind, then try this:  go outside now and stand there looking all around you.  See everything you can see.  Look at the sky, the earth, trees, bits of stone or sand or concrete or dirt made up of tinier and tinier bits of material that all fit together just so.  Look at other people or animals or ants or even a fly.  Imagine you could see them all blown up giant sized- all the amazing details of their skin, their eyes.  Imagine you could see inside, the blood pumping through them, the clockwork scaffolding of their muscles and bones (or exoskeletons) as they move or creep or fly.  Imagine their brains, their minds made up of jellied fibers and chemicals and electricity.  Notice your own body.  Feel the air move in and out of your lungs and the tug of gravity on your limbs.  Imagine the world as a globe spinning under your feet hundreds of miles an hour.  Imagine looking down from a point somewhere just above your head and now zoom out and out and out until your figure is lost and all you see are postage stamp sized plots of land then continents of land then a spinning blue marble against the dark star speckled cosmos.

I don't care how you think all this came to be, your life right here right now is a Miracle.