The Miracle of What’s Always Working
For the past 8 weeks, I’ve been in recovery. My knee was replaced with titanium, and little by little, my mobility has been returning. Life is slowly finding its way back to normal.
I can now walk without crutches, ice my knee just once a day, reduce my medication, return to the gym for light training, walk for 20 minutes at a time, shower without protecting my wound, and—what a blessing—sleep without being woken by pain. In many ways, I’m doing most of what I could before my surgery.
But here’s what’s been quietly surprising me…
As I reflect on all the things I can do again—things I missed—I’m starting to notice something deeper. My focus has been on what was lost and now found, but I hadn’t really paid attention to what never left me in the first place.
That’s what we do, isn’t it? We tend to notice what’s missing but overlook what’s always been there.
It sounds simple, but it’s profound when you really look. So let me spell it out…
I didn’t notice that my heart kept beating without missing a single beat.
That my digestive system continued to do its job.
That my breath never stopped, not even for a second.
That my eyes could still see. My ears could hear. My hands could reach. My nose could smell.
I also didn’t fully take in that my family continued to love me.
That my friends visited and checked in.
That neighbours brought food and gifts to lift my spirits.
That my loyal dog never left my side, helping to heal me with quiet presence.
So much was still working. So much is always working.
What if we chose to look there?
What if we started seeing all the ways life is showing up for us—quietly, consistently, beautifully?
Here’s something I know for sure: if it were up to me to keep my heart beating or my lungs breathing, I’d mess it up! I definitely wouldn’t be alive right now. I’m so grateful I don’t have to be in charge of that, beyond simply respecting and caring for my body. And I don’t have to make sure my children’s hearts beat or that they breathe in and out either. Thank goodness. I’d be a nervous wreck!
That’s what I’ve seen during this healing journey.
This knee of mine—it’s healing. And truthfully, even without my involvement, it would still heal.
The wound closed.
The nerves are growing back.
The muscles are reactivating.
The blood is flowing through veins that were once cut and severed.
That’s a miracle. Really, it is.
Yes, I’ve gone to physiotherapy. I’ve done my exercises and taken my medication.
But even if I hadn’t done everything, healing would still be underway. That amazes me.
One of my mentors, Mavis Karn, calls it “divine engineering.” And she’s right.
We are divinely made. Beautifully engineered to work.
The only time it doesn’t feel like it’s working is when we think it’s not. Have you noticed that?
When I think something’s wrong, it feels hard and scary—and it starts to look like it’s not working.
But the moment I remember the truth—that life is working—I feel lighter. And my healing seems to pick up pace.
Have you experienced that too?
I’d love to hear your story. Please feel free to reply—I really do want to know.
I’ve shared bits of my journey with you recently, and there’s one last thing I want to share—though if you’re squeamish, you might want to skip this part.
It’s a photo of my leg soon after surgery… and then again after just 6 weeks of healing. The transformation is nothing short of incredible.
The mind works this way too. It can heal. It wants to heal.
And once we understand how the human psyche works, that healing becomes more accessible.
If I hadn’t known how the body can heal, I would’ve been terrified of this surgery. But I trusted the team—and more importantly, I trusted the intelligence within my body to do what it was designed to do.
That’s the message I teach. That’s what I share with others.
That mental well-being is innate. That we are built to thrive. That we can live extraordinary lives—if we’re willing to look in the direction of the miracle that is already unfolding.
This quote is one of my all-time favourites, and it captures what I’ve come to know deep in my bones:
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
~ Albert Einstein
So, what do you choose?
With all my love,
Sharon
