Being open to miracles, surprises and coincidences

Those who know me up close, know that I am not much of a religious person and that I usually avoid going to religious places of worship even as I love listening to bhajans, sufiana kalaams, Christian hymns, prayers and the like along with listening to Kabir amritvanis and other nirgun bhakti songs and spiritual music and that I have a good collection of both religious prayers and spiritual music. And yet, something interesting happened today. I was to meet someone whose story I wanted to listen for the next book I am writing. None of the restaurants had opened by that time for us to sit and discuss. And so he offered to meet at a temple and by that time the build-up inside me regarding why I wanted to write that book and share the stories of those people with the wider world out there had become such that as I stepped out of his car and had begun walking towards the temple, I found myself praying to the formless, sect-less, denomination-less, name-less, reli...