I was sitting here complaining to myself about how difficult it was
to find something to write about this week. Then I looked up from my
desk and saw the sky at sunset, remembered the smile and wave from my
neighbor moments ago, remembered hearing my grandson's voice over the
phone.
Then
I put my hand on the beautiful old oak of my desk, felt this wonderful
chair supporting me, recalled the surprise meeting of friends at lunch,
smiled with thoughts of the morning on skis, and a warm embrace. Now
I wonder how it is that I can so easily forget all that I have to be
grateful for.
Gratitude
is so easy to practice. It is a sacred path that returns us to our deepest
connection with life and spirit. Yet we so seldom cherish what we already
have. Too often I remember the pains, the frustrations, the disappointments.
My energy goes into what isn't. In doing so, I pull myself away from
life.
Now
I am smiling thinking about all of the blessings in my life that allow
me the opportunity to sit here, write these thoughts, and share them
with you.
The
sacred path, the path of peace, joy, and meaning, is so close, so easy
to be a part of, yet we make it difficult.
Thank
you -- to Spirit, to you, to all that is my life.