Tag Archives: thankfulness

Nothing But Love

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Feeling grateful for
the men and women
who went before me
and paved the way
so that I could celebrate
my femininity,
my creativity,
my divinity,
my liberty,
and really know
the pleasure of my freedom.
I owe it to my ancestors
to become the best ME possible.
After their struggle,
after all they went through,
isn’t it wonderful to find myself here,
a roof over my head,
clothes on my body,
well fed,
able to attend a party?
How fortunate am I
to have mentors, teachers,
elders, wise ones,
and our beautiful Mother
who has given us all life,
guiding me every day
to live into my destiny?
How fortunate just to be here
able to breathe.
Gratitude now.
There is nothing else but LOVE.

Hallelujah Every Day

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And then it hit me,
My needs have always been met.
This is the truth.
How would I stand here before you
if my needs had not been met?
I am alive,
so obviously some key needs were met.
Any thought attempting to prove the contrary
is a sad story…and do I want to keep this story?
Or is it time for a new interpretation,
some blessedly new content?
It’s time to practice contentedness,
just see what’s working.
You will have plenty of reasons
to shout Hallelujah
from dawn until dusk
each and every day.
Life is good, after all.

So Many Reasons to Celebrate

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So when I discover
that I have no real reason to stress
I also discover
that I have many reasons to celebrate.
I woke up this morning.
I sat in meditation, ate breakfast,
felt another cycle beginning
in my body…a time of release.
I taught yoga in the morning.
I taught again in the afternoon.
And I taught yet again in the evening.
I celebrated with colleagues,
I connected
even when the old scared part
told me to run away.
And when I took the curve too quickly
and even when my car began to skid
somehow, somehow
I was calm; I knew how to steer,
I stayed on the road,
and without missing a beat,
kept listening to my friend.
I came home to my children.
My car wasn’t wrapped around some tree
in the cold winter wood, in the dark night.
I’m in bed, freshly showered, warm,
comfortable, tired.
Yes.
I have many reasons to celebrate.

My Masterpiece Day

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It was a masterpiece day…
A friend encouraged me to go to yoga,
and the teacher was so compassionate
my heart melted in her presence.
Then I nourished my body with a good lunch
and my mind with good conversation…
My friend and I strolled through the woods
right on the cusp of autumn;
already leaves are changing colors
and dropping to the ground.
We waded in a cool stream
and for a moment
I was completely free of
any worry, fear or doubt.
And I remembered,
THIS. This is who I really am.
Yes, it was a masterpiece day,
and I am grateful!

Happy Student of Life

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Flip-flops on my feet in February
Sun shines and warms my heart
Learning a new skill
Wholeness within myself
Excited about what I can
make, think and do.
Anticipating fun times ahead
Happy to be here, to be alive
Life as a constant experience
of creativity
Feeling fulfilled by the day to day stuff
Grateful for my health,
my family, my home,
my resources
Wonderful peace in breathing
Wondering what the future holds
Happy to have the option
of remaining present in body mind
Grateful for my teachers
A happy student of life.

Riding the Wave of Gratitude

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Riding the collective wave
of gratitude awareness
that many of us shared today,
I opened my journal
and jotted down a few things
for which I am grateful
right now, here, in this moment…
simple things that I often take for granted
because they are a part of my daily life.
It felt good to recognize them,
to feel the surge of appreciation rising in me.

The words came easily
I began to build momentum.
As I identified one thing I love
four more things arose in my consciousness
and I could’ve gone on forever…
maybe I will.

Maybe unlocking the door
to the sanctuary of gratitude
within my heart
will allow waves of appreciation to keep spilling out
over and over again,
as the vast ocean spills her timeless waves of being
onto the shores of our temporal awareness.