🎤An Open Mic post that invites readers to speak on thanks. No matter who you are, no matter what you are doing, and no matter what you think about this particular holiday, let’s take this moment to consider gratitude.
I am grateful for Substack (and Terry F) because it lets me discover posts such as these that let me pause for a moment and be still and think.
I'm grateful for the thick jumper I brought with me to work today, because the air-conditioning in my office is for some reason blasting too much cold air.
I'm grateful for my parents, with whom I had a rather emotional conversation with yesterday and their love and support was just unconditionally amazing.
love this: I'm grateful for the thick jumper I brought with me to work today, because the air-conditioning in my office is for some reason blasting too much cold air.
So grateful that the tears of grace spring up as I arrive safely after a long drive from Oregon to LA to be with family. Thankful to contemplate a delicious meal cooked by one talented son and be allowed to stay in the cool downtown apartment of another talented son. Grateful for the grace of being in this world as heartbreakingly beautiful and broken as it is.
So much to be grateful for I cannot begin to make a list. My spiritual path would go at the top because it enables everything else and enables me to deal with all the negativeness in today's world.
Exactly. And faith isn't easy to talk about well and to share well without seeming...what? Like a zealot? So...we are fully in alignment. Gratitude is everyday, all day, right next to love. Welcome into Flight School.
I am grateful for my own healing—mind, body, and spirit—that is always in progress. I am grateful for my partner of many years who has shared and experienced the rocky path with me. I am grateful for you and others who have had the courage to shine light on the isolation of childhood trauma. I am grateful to be alive (even through these difficult times) at the stage of life Erikson calls Integrity vs. Despair. I choose integrity. Namaste
I like that, Lori. Despair is lurking and sometimes I will feel it, but not for long. Despair is not an option. Heads up, always. I'm thankful to have you here. 💗
I am grateful for what remains. I can't change what I lost. Believe me, if I could find the keys to that elusive Time Machine, I would be diving back, not forward. But I can only look at all I have--most of my family, my funny corgi, my health, my dear friends, and the opportunity to study and grow at Blackbird. What more could I ask? World peas?
Ha ha. World peas. I know it’s so hard, too, but I’m so grateful for you and your wry humor and your amazing craft. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. 🥰
I've got this theme scheduled to write about on Monday (I'm a Brit, so thanksgiving doesn't count!).
I am grateful that things are not as bad as they could be
Exactly...soooo much worse. I'll check out your post!
Thanks Jennifer. It will include a link to yours of course
I'm grateful for a warm home and enough food that I'm able to share it. That hasn't always been the case.
I'm grateful for friends and family that brighten my life.
I'm grateful for a new career that makes me excited to get up in the morning and hurry across the house to my office and get started.
There is so much I appreciate in my life and in the world around me.
Nice TK, and welcome into Flight School
I am grateful for Substack (and Terry F) because it lets me discover posts such as these that let me pause for a moment and be still and think.
I'm grateful for the thick jumper I brought with me to work today, because the air-conditioning in my office is for some reason blasting too much cold air.
I'm grateful for my parents, with whom I had a rather emotional conversation with yesterday and their love and support was just unconditionally amazing.
love this: I'm grateful for the thick jumper I brought with me to work today, because the air-conditioning in my office is for some reason blasting too much cold air.
I am grateful,
- for the food before us
- the friends around us
- the love between us
- and the presence of spirit among us.
Hi stranger! I hope your move is going well. You are missed.
So grateful that the tears of grace spring up as I arrive safely after a long drive from Oregon to LA to be with family. Thankful to contemplate a delicious meal cooked by one talented son and be allowed to stay in the cool downtown apartment of another talented son. Grateful for the grace of being in this world as heartbreakingly beautiful and broken as it is.
So glad ur safe!
And charged!!!
So much to be grateful for I cannot begin to make a list. My spiritual path would go at the top because it enables everything else and enables me to deal with all the negativeness in today's world.
Exactly. And faith isn't easy to talk about well and to share well without seeming...what? Like a zealot? So...we are fully in alignment. Gratitude is everyday, all day, right next to love. Welcome into Flight School.
I am grateful for my own healing—mind, body, and spirit—that is always in progress. I am grateful for my partner of many years who has shared and experienced the rocky path with me. I am grateful for you and others who have had the courage to shine light on the isolation of childhood trauma. I am grateful to be alive (even through these difficult times) at the stage of life Erikson calls Integrity vs. Despair. I choose integrity. Namaste
I like that, Lori. Despair is lurking and sometimes I will feel it, but not for long. Despair is not an option. Heads up, always. I'm thankful to have you here. 💗
I’m grateful that I’ve lived long enough to gain some understanding of the surreal absurdly imperfect universe into which I was born.
All good stuff. Yes. And gratitude to you for being with us, John.
I am grateful for what remains. I can't change what I lost. Believe me, if I could find the keys to that elusive Time Machine, I would be diving back, not forward. But I can only look at all I have--most of my family, my funny corgi, my health, my dear friends, and the opportunity to study and grow at Blackbird. What more could I ask? World peas?
Ha ha. World peas. I know it’s so hard, too, but I’m so grateful for you and your wry humor and your amazing craft. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on. 🥰