What do I do when I hurt? When I am sad? When I am in pain?
Well, after I wallow for a awhile—and luckily that *while* doesn’t last as long as it used to—I remember some things that save me from my own misery. I remember that my thoughts aren’t facts. I remember that these thoughts are not my friends. I remember that I can change what and how I’m thinking. I remember that stepping into gratitude, no matter how challenging that might be, saves my ass every time. Even when the only thing for which I can feel grateful is something like:
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I’m grateful I’m not having surgery without anesthesia right now, or I’m grateful I’m not naked on a anthill full of fire ants with honey poured all over my body
And really I’m grateful for so much more:
- There is so much love in my life
- I am blessed with loving friends and family
- My needs are met
- I am fit and healthy
- I live in a beautiful place
- The magnolias are starting to bloom already I can feel spring in the air and it’s only January
- The moon is nearly full in Cancer (full tomorrow), culmination and completion time
- I am useful and of service I reached out on Freecycle today and got some kombucha starter, easy!
- I have an ethical mechanic caring for my car
Life is good. I’m lucky. Blessed be!
Thank you for the ever necessary reminder that our thoughts are not necessarily either true or our friends.