Mindful Miles

I saw a rainbow on my way home from work yesterday. A quiet, colorful promise after the rain. I smiled, took a photo, and held onto that moment of peace.

Then, today, as I was heading home from work, it happened again. The sky opened up and a rainbow painted the horizon just for me. It felt less like a coincidence and more like a cosmic wink.

A single rainbow is a sign of beauty after the storm, a flicker of hope. But two, appearing on back-to-back days, felt like a powerful message. It was a reminder that hope isn’t a one-time, fleeting miracle. It is a promise that is consistently kept.

Maybe the universe is telling us that the good things we are waiting for are not just coming, but are already on their way, on a schedule we cannot yet see. That after a day of hard work and weary miles, there is always beauty waiting for you.

So, if you’re waiting for a sign, let this be it. The colors are already out there, waiting for you to look up. The best is yet to come, and it’s right on time.