Ooh. One of those mornings. Challenged by my shadow side the last couple of days. Familiar demons. When I step into the darkness my access to gratitude is blocked. Like I have to stretch stretch stretch around obstacles [yes yes yes of my own making] to touch the light.
Lucky for me I know how to do that.
I am grateful that I had more digestive ease yesterday.
I am grateful that when the sewing machine dropped yesterday no one was hurt. I am grateful that my sister was generous of spirit when she told me about it. And I am grateful that I will give her some money to help repair the machine.
I am grateful for the hugs I got from Iris yesterday and the piece of sugilite she gave me to carry around. A stone that is a reminder of the love of the divine. Lucky me, to be so cared for.
And I’m grateful that I found an athame (dagger) at the store that called to me. There were only three at the shop. I will bring my athame to tomorrow’s Grove of Artemis full-moon ritual and get it all charged and juiced up for my ritual use.
I’m grateful I’m proceeding with traffic school. Only three chapters to go.
I’m grateful my friends are back from their journeys safe and sound. And that they have all kinds of big island travel advice for me. Fun.
I’m grateful that I am inspired and creative and lively and fit.
I’m grateful that I have energy for life and love and people.
I am blessed.