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Just takes a small opening



As I began my day yesterday I found I was without my computer as it was processing a required security update.  As I work in an environment without desks or offices, I rely heavily on that laptop as my means of information and communication.  When attending that first meeting of the day I felt a bit out of place without email to work or IM to attend to … so I waited for the meeting to begin with my notebook and pen.

And I glanced out the window.

We were on the fourth floor so I saw a huge expanse of blue sky.  And then I saw a small square shaped rainbow.  What?  A rainbow?

I moved from my seat to ensure it wasn't a reflection based on the angle I was viewing.  Nope, it was a rainbow.  And then I noticed a break in the cloud from which this refraction of light was escaping.

It was so unexpected, and so beautiful!

As I sat and pondered how it got there, no rain, no arc .. just a patch of color…. I realized that it was a metaphor for the day.  It only takes a small crack for the light to shine through.  It doesn't look for the crack it just takes advantage of it when it appears.

That's what i need to do.  When a crack appears be ready to shine through.  That takes being aware and maintaining the right attitude and level of information.  Hmmm, how can this rainbow be my miracle today, I thought?


And yet, it held the key to the rest of my day.  It gave me something to reflect back on, over and over.

Just light the star that the wise men followed, I have a tiny patch of rainbow that's colors remind me of the joy that is just beyond my reach at that moment.  What a great miracle!

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