Attitude of Gratitude
Today's post is a bit different. I hope you will bear with me.
I had been thinking for a while that I needed to say something about the days when there is no post. It's not that I'm not grateful on those days. It's more like I don't stop long enough to put it in writing.
Yesterday was not one of those days. Yesterday I woke up to an email that totally knocked me off my feet. There were things in that email that were totally unexpected. Every time I sat down to try to write my gratitude post, the words of the email came back and I would start to cry all over again.
Now, those that know me well will tell you that I work very hard to NOT let people see me cry. But I couldn't write, all I could do was cry. So I posted to my circle of friends (ok, it's a very large circle) that I was having a hard time being grateful. What followed amazed me.
I had more responses to that one post than I have had to probably any single post in my time on facebook. Friends I have known since childhood; friends I've known for years but have never met In Real Life; friends I've only known for a short time - both IRL and on line, all posted loving caring messages.
One thanked me for being real. Many offered things to look at to be grateful for. Many offered hugs. Some made me laugh. All were encouraging and offered me love and acceptance for where I was at at that moment.
Not one asked for details.
I learned a lot from this. I learned that more people read my posts than I thought! I learned that there are people around the globe that care about me. I learned that sometimes it's ok to let people know you are hurting. And I learned it is possible to feel grateful even you cannot express that gratitude.
So today, My Dear Friends I am grateful for you. You fed my soul, and took me in your arms in great big ol' bear hugs. You understood the pain with out having to know what caused it, and you made me laugh. You showed me the true beauty that is in my life: Your generous spirits.
I am grateful for the birds welcoming the rising sun outside my window.
I am thankful for a partner who knew what was going on and let me process it.

I am grateful for my SAORI students who came to weave with me and allowed my wounded soul time to heal.
I am grateful for the healing and restorative properties of Art and Yoga.And I am thankful for Coffee.
Always coffee.
I love you Denise!
ReplyDeleteThank you Sherie! I love you too!
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