It’s easy to think that a sudden and profound awakening has more meaning than more subtle awarenesses that happen over time. It’s like a thunderbolt versus an onion. It’s natural to want to compare the two but the question is, are those comparisons worthwhile? Could it be that it’s the ordinary moments that are the true openings to realizing who we are? Could these moments be the final call for us to stop trying to fix ourselves and realize what has been here all along?