Tonight I am grateful for Bess’ tail happily swinging all the time. I am grateful for Arch Echo, a very cool band. I am grateful for Ben and Jerry’s non-dairy Cherry Garcia, I think it’s better than the real thing. I am grateful to be engaged in “the work” nearly all of the time, grateful to be able to acknowledge myself for taking it on especially on days when I’m not feeling particularly energetic or enthused. And there’s that tail again…
I am grateful this morning for non-attachment, the “What’s So”, for the Hermetic Seal, and equanimity, for so many ways of saying the same thing. I am grateful for slowness, for time to watch the leaves in the wind waving their hallucinatory wave and the clouds morphing as they cruise on by. I’m grateful for my spot down the crick, peaceful and quiet and seemingly 20 degrees cooler than any other outdoor venue in the vicinity in mid August here on the Texas farm.
Tonight I am grateful to be writing my gratitude late in the day, sticking to my commitment. I am grateful to have had company today, for great conversation and for time just flying. I am grateful for coincidences and synchronicities, some things just too bizarre to be considered happenstance. I am so grateful for Underworld, they just never get old.
This morning I am grateful to clear the space, to say it all fully and with authenticity, to get out all the yuck in order to be free. I am grateful for the perfect sourdoughs that I baked yesterday, my best yet. I am grateful for my eagerness to learn, ability to draw parallels, and for the next chapter of sharing and teaching what I have come to know.
This morning I am grateful for yoga, for breathing practices, for dreams, for the opportunity for a clear mind. I am grateful for the days when it is hard to find new things to be grateful for, for the opportunity to dig deep, or to just come back to the basics. I am grateful to take responsibility for how the whole things shows up for me, it is only in my context that the world occurs in ANY way; I am grateful for the attitude of gratitude, just as simple to cultivate as any other AND it is the practicing that makes for perfection, or, in reality, makes for being practiced.
This morning I am grateful to be perfectly OK with where I am at. I am grateful for cheerleaders, and the reminders to smile more. I am grateful for Chinese rap, oh my god my guilty (not so guilty) pleasure. Definitely grateful for Google’s tools, the calendar, the keep; I’m not sure what I would have done without them and now that I know, I AM sure.
This morning I am grateful that I can do whatever I want everyday and that mostly what I want to do is nothing, grateful to have and practice in the context of being-ness. I am grateful to learn that until I make my internal state known, most people have no idea what’s going on in here! I am grateful to move, all the ways that I can move and for all the ways that I cannot, for exploring my inner spaces by flowing through my external world.
This morning I am grateful to clear out stagnant energies, organizing my external environment to make space in my mind. I am grateful to connect with my sister finally, to see my niece and nephew growing so quickly. I am grateful for resourcefulness and creativity, to see opportunity everywhere, and to take action when I choose to.
This morning I am grateful for sleep, to rest my mind and body, for fun and exciting dreams. I am grateful for my morning routines and for the reminders of the importance of practices like these. I am grateful for great conversations with friends.
This morning I am grateful to know that commitment over time adds up, that’s value in the bank. I’m grateful for the scribbles and the chaff and the chaos of the moment, gratefully receiving the emergent new patterns and adjusting my workflow accordingly. I am grateful for the intimacy and open-spaces of the city, walks and talks, tacos and photographs.