Here’s the gist of the passage you shared—capturing its heart in a few clear lines:
🌿 Gist: The Divine Is Not Hidden
We often seek the divine in miracles, revelations, or cosmic signs—
but it’s already here, quietly present in everyday moments.
A squirrel’s gaze.
A stranger’s smile.
A parent’s steady love.
A partner’s silent touch.
The Absolute—what some call God—is not far away or silent.
It breathes through everything:
every being, every gesture, every act of love.
It doesn’t hide from us. We hide from it.
When you stop searching for the extraordinary,
you start seeing the sacred in the ordinary.
Let me know if you'd like a condensed poetic version, or a visual metaphor for this insight.
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