There are days when my rainbow is bruise-colored. It’s okay; it happens. If I’m open, I can still appreciate the impressive arrays of blues, reds, browns, and yellows.
Those are the days when I look for gratitude with my jaw clenched tight. Those are the times when I mouth the words, but don’t let them penetrate my mood. I’m looking for the Light with my eyes closed. That’s when I need to relax, accept, and simply be with it all.
In that be-ing, I find my breath. I find my sense of ease again, and I can feel my own kindness toward myself. I am able to see that I’ve surrounded my physical space with sweetness, that I have people in my life who love me just as I am, that I am whole and complete even when I’d argue that point. I have instant access to all kinds of inspiration and beauty.
Relaxing into gratitude is like sinking into a fragrant spa, and feeling the pain simply release. That feeling is long-lasting, building on and adding to prior moments of peace. They create the ‘muscle-memory’ of ease in the moment, every moment.
Relaxing into gratitude returns my rainbow to it’s rightful spectrum of glorious colors.
No comments:
Post a Comment