Perhaps the smell of family recipes, and the expectation of seeing old friends has begun displace some of my holiday anxiety, whatever it is, I feel deep gratitude today. Just putting on a pot of lentil soup
timed to be ready when our daughter flies in to join us for the festive week is making my heart smile with gratitude! A decade ago I adopted the morning ritual of writing down daily gratitude
. It is a way to record the moments that would otherwise be eclipsed by habitual negative thoughts...I come from a long line of worriers. Gratitude is an antidote for worry. I record the cat's nestling into my arms, a friend's phone call, the sounds of the morning, my gratefulness for being able to teach and do yoga, and as many remembrances that I can draw to mind and commit to paper. Gratitude has shifted my attention to the gifts that come, even in adversity. My lists will include some family time, for which I anticipate a great amount of gratitude, just in the fact that I am able to spend this time with them. Giving thanks and being grateful are almost the same, but not quite. Both require a willingness to reflect and believe, but gratitude is without expectation. When a friend told me her cancer had returned, I wrote on my gratitude list that I was grateful she confided in me.
That there is still hope in her situation, for that, I am thankful. For being given the opportunity to share, exchange, delight in and marvel at the wonders, I have much gratitude to Yoga Bear and its members!