I’ve been flexing a mind muscle lately… Instead of allowing myself to think about things that annoy me, upset me, frustrate me, worry me or bother me, I am choosing to think about things that light me up, inspire me, motivate me, excite me, and delight me. I’ve been a lot happier lately. I wonder if exercising my power to choose has something to do with it.
A girlfriend said, Hey, if we start tomorrow Day 48 will be the start of the Chinese New Year. How amazing is that? I said Let’s do it. So starting tomorrow We will be sharing what we’re grateful for. If you want a boost in your health and happiness levels, you can join us! Warning: Practicing gratitude may lead to better relationships Increased vitality and Deeper Satisfaction with life. You have been warned!
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I take a breath. This moment is good. I choose to meet it with gratitude. Not fighting, but accepting this moment, choosing how to act, what to say. Sometimes I’m not ready for this level of responsibility. Sometimes I’m full of joy and gratitude for this opportunity to grow and evolve. Sometimes I move from deepest sorrow to bubbly happiness within seconds. This is what it is to be human, able to feel so much.
I’ve been turning my will and my life over to a power greater than myself… At first I was just dipping my toe into these waters, foreign waters, ones I was told to deny and mistrust. But it struck me one day that those who were telling me that a Higher Power didn’t exist weren’t happy people! Rule of Happiness #1: Don’t take advice from unhappy people. So I decided to try something different, and admit I knew nothing, and I had no control, and things had become unmanageable… and I began to pray… I turn this day over to you. I turn my life over to you. Guide me, let me surrender to your will, show me how to surrender gracefully, and let me do your good work this day. I’ve been praying like this for months. You know what is starting to happen? Peace. I think I’ll keep praying.
Giving my all and keeping the faith, waking up in thanks, and praying for stamina, working harder than ever and singing praises for what I have, day by day, living this way, smiling and choosing happiness (no matter what)— life is looking up. And I see now how ridiculous it was to ask life to change for me, for it to get easier, for people to be more loving more understanding and present— I am the one who had to change. When I changed on the inside, when I decided to reclaim my power, reignite my passion, and revisit my values, everything on the outside changed… and I am grateful.
We’re here! Fresh, clean kids are asleep in their fresh, clean sheets… And even though I’m crazy tired, I’m kind of wired, walking around in wonder that this has finally happened. Our own place. Our own memories. A new chapter, untainted by the one who almost broke me. I lit a candle, made a cup of tea and am settling down cozily to read and muse and feel so much gratitude. We moved! We moved! We moved! And I am moved by the moving, by the help received, by the sheer quantity of stuff, being forced to look at all of it, make decisions—stay or go? Intentionally setting up nooks of creativity, creating a sewing studio in the basement— this has been a DREAM… And now, it’s coming true, because I choose, I choose, to live the dream, to move and be moved by this wonderful life to trust, to love, to jump, to open to fly…