Mystery can be fun. By mystery we dont mean that which is difficult, perhaps very difficult, but in due time is explainable. Rather, we mean the deep, rich and beguiling unknown that is a backdrop for this life we all share.

Late December into early January is that time when we in the northern hemisphere celebrate the miraculous. The miracle takes a variety of forms.

Some celebrate nature's receding into the dark underground to slumber near the root of its own regeneration.

Others sing about the birth of a redeemer, the ManGod whose arrival is a marvel that draws even kings to his cradle.

Still others feel the need to reflect on the year past to cleanse themselves of wrongdoing and to make amends to those they've wronged.

When this time of year is taken seriously, the awesome mystery of life cannot be avoided.

There is yet another mystery that is very near. It awaits us in the presence of the one we love. Imagine it, this other person, almost a entire universe in his or her own right, a soul radiance that continues to unfold before our very eyes. How more wonder filled can that be? And the magic in the mystery, which reveals itself when we open to it, when we relax into it, is that suddenly all living things become a miracle, especially those with whom we are most intimate.

Give the gift of your full attention and allow yourself to be moved by the miracle of the one you love. You'll find that the lush mystery of simply being alive is poised, waiting to resound through you, through both of you, like a chorus of angels.