This is the gratitude list I dream of writing and self-censor.
Gratitude. Right. Sure. No worries; easy. Right at my fingertips. Just let me part the curtains, the leaden curtains of self-hatred, resignation and bitterness. Easy, no problem. Just let me drag them [ugh, this is hard!] out of the way.
Okay, now I can find the little silver thread that leads to the small shining stash of positive thinking I’ve been able to jam into a tiny space next to the stacks and crates of old lists and recordings of negativity.
Enough. I could do more, much more in this vein. I was called to stop the censoring and express more honesty about this process. Speaking gratitude every day (or close to every day) is still a challenge; some days a big fat challenge.
That said, I’m grateful for health, wealth, friends. For living a life of integrity. For being my word. For taking care of myself. For making decisions and living them consisent with my values.
I’m grateful for my connection to spirit, when I allow myself to feel it. I’m grateful for friends and loved ones. I’m grateful for family. I’m grateful for beauty. For blues skies and sunshine. All is well. I am blessed.