Just like the unpleasant things that crop up, really good ones do too. And just like the former, they go away. All things must pass. I can choose to stay mired in a pit of my own construction; every “why” adds a brick to the wall, each “wah” strengthens the structure of my pit. Conversely, every “thank you” removes those negative additions, where I ultimately find that I’m back at ground level. I wonder what vantage point I could reach by only being grateful for it all!
Gratitude feels like soaring. I used to fly in my dreams—that’s what it feels like. Climbing and looping, floating slowly or zipping along, totally free. When I know that true, deep gratitude grants me my wings, that becomes my aim. No “but”s allowed. Utterly in the moment, completely absorbed by the Now, I fly.
In this moment, I am at peace. In this moment, I am happy. In this moment, I realize that I have choice. In my awareness today, I will practice gratitude.
Today, I won’t stand in the way of Good Things happening.
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