Today I got to notice how perspective changes in an instant---like a zoom-lens panning out, and suddenly I am looking at a larger picture, like the election/Brexit/the environment/the Middle East/the world in general...
Then it all zooms back in, and it is one person's post-surgical state, one person's incredible generosity, one older friend who has fallen, one of my cats who was quite sick and is now doing better, some...
During these days of Chanukah, lighting the candles reminds me that miracles abound, daily... I'm the one who doesn't always notice. I mean, Bracha the cat is slowly getting better than she was; we still have a Congress; Elizabeth Warren and Bernie Sanders are still around, thank G-d; the snow melted and it will be pleasant tomorrow; although it is taking time, a friend is home from the hospital after a surgery, and is indeed healing; and another friend brought about another miracle for the first by means of stunning generosity.
I hear Bracha the cat purring, and I hear the overlay of my beloved's voice, reminding me:
"Hartzeleh, sorg sach nisht; s'iz doh a Gott in der veldt."
("My dear, don't worry yourself; there is still a G-d in the world.")
I would like to take that thought upstairs to sleep on, and to ask in dream if there are any immediate specific instructions for me. After all, as the old children's song goes,
"All G-d's children sing in the choir..."