Oh yeah, this is why we are friends. (Not that I *really* forgot.) I only wish that feeling truly grateful (heat and hot showers during our recent spell of bitter cold!) helped more than it does.
Thank you! Cold never is conducive to gratitude, that's for sure. Much easier to be grateful on warmer days. Hang on, Spring is coming! I tell myself if I can make it to Imbolc, then Spring is not far behind.
Ah yes, North Carolina spring. Alas, here it's usually the end of March or even later before we get a glimpse. Except for daffodils. I used to be fairly indifferent to them, but here they appear EVERYWHERE, just when everything else is gray and sodden. We now call them Happydils.
You hit home when you reminded me, "...we are all struggling with the scars of our past experiences." Again, you peeped into my day to "read my beads." Yesterday was so hard, one of those, "I've just gotta give up" days. I was done. Game over. The scars are too deep to handle.
I had a rather sleepless night, too. I prowled the house for hours, tried reading a book I love, ate a snack, did all the things. Finally I laid down with my dog and slowly and mindfully counted my blessings. Next thing I knew, I woke up three hours later, having found some truly restful sleep! Gratitude wins again!
Oh yeah, this is why we are friends. (Not that I *really* forgot.) I only wish that feeling truly grateful (heat and hot showers during our recent spell of bitter cold!) helped more than it does.
Thank you! Cold never is conducive to gratitude, that's for sure. Much easier to be grateful on warmer days. Hang on, Spring is coming! I tell myself if I can make it to Imbolc, then Spring is not far behind.
Ah yes, North Carolina spring. Alas, here it's usually the end of March or even later before we get a glimpse. Except for daffodils. I used to be fairly indifferent to them, but here they appear EVERYWHERE, just when everything else is gray and sodden. We now call them Happydils.
You hit home when you reminded me, "...we are all struggling with the scars of our past experiences." Again, you peeped into my day to "read my beads." Yesterday was so hard, one of those, "I've just gotta give up" days. I was done. Game over. The scars are too deep to handle.
I had a rather sleepless night, too. I prowled the house for hours, tried reading a book I love, ate a snack, did all the things. Finally I laid down with my dog and slowly and mindfully counted my blessings. Next thing I knew, I woke up three hours later, having found some truly restful sleep! Gratitude wins again!
Thanks, Lisa ~
I LOVE THAT! Gratitude is its own mystical magic, and it never ceases to amaze me. Glad this resonated, and thank you for sharing.
I needed to read this today.
Yesterday I got a few things done, but no words written on the book, no audio recordings done... was feeling pretty crap about it all.
Thank you
Glad I could help! Thanks for letting me know.