Sure, there was a time in our journeys when we would have seen the header picture above as a painting, a watercolor to be exact, of a reality called "dahlias."

In those days we might have commented on the style, or the technique, perhaps used some art terminology to capture the artist's capturing of this thing in reality called "dahlias."

But now we don’t see it that way at all.

Now we see that the universe is very creative, and in its creativity are a variety of forms and techniques, methods to create something from something else - texture, dimensionality, color, organization of course, water and sunlight, oxygen, blood in the form of nutrients, soil.

In its creativity the universe has developed many amazing forms and the tendency to see any of them as the original is unoriginal. Just like these painted dahlias were inspired by a form, so were the dahlias they copied, also inspired by other, previous previous forms, but none of them are the original.

The original is the moment we see it, feel what we feel - admiration, excitement, perhaps - nothing.

The original is the moment of experience itself, which continues to evolve over time, so in the end there is no original moment.

There’s just blossoming and blossoming and blossoming.

(oh, and your miracle.)