I woke up this morning grateful and thoughtful.
Not sure about you but when I think about gratitude, for me it begins with small things -simplicity without desire or need to make it be anything other than what it is.
There is no ambition in gratitude.
Gratitude doesn’t strive for gain or attention, isn’t concerned with an exchange. It’s being fully present and appreciative, and humble.
My gratitude begins as soon as my eyes open and immediately doubles with the stretching and yawning of my two tiny dogs. They look at me with glittering eyes already loving and happy to be awake and getting ready before they begin their descent down the stairs to their daytime world that begins with a piece of goat cheese and a kiss.
Beanie will often go back up to bed for a nap to be with Marc, and Sebastian always wedges himself to my left in a chair just big enough for the both of us while I meditate. He is my constant shadow. His presence always connects me to Spirit in a way that is uncanny and often hilarious. (He was a guest in last week’s video if you want to meet him.)
I like the routine we have as it grounds me in our tiny world we call our “small square” and helps create a semblance of order, although that could be debated.
I come down to my office window every morning to see the beauty of my bird sanctuary filled with chirping and squawking happy noises. Today is no different. I make a pot of coffee and bring Marc a cup.
I sit and watch the birds and savor the smells and steam and invariably end up drinking a second cup. These are all the things that make me happy. In uncertain times, small rituals are filled with grace.
My husband and me say that our world is the size of the bed we share with our dogs. Our world is decidedly small and our commitment to it is to be honest, open, loving, respectful, mutually supportive, and creative and we tend to it like it’s our garden. We always say that laughter and hilarity would be non-negotiable. When we married we said divorce would not be an option. Our small world comes first.
Growth for me begins with intimacy but I had to learn how to be intimate and honest with myself first before I could be that with anyone else. In this marriage I’ve taken down walls and dismantled most of my old stories. My husband has too.
Intimacy is about being brave. I’m incredibly grateful we both have the courage for it. For us it really is very simple—what counts and what makes us happy.
I have other things I am grateful for beyond our “small square”.
For example, I think about you, reading this and wondering how you find your happiness, your peace, your grace and gratitude. I don’t know who you are but I know that if you’re here we share something in common. We want to be better people, making a better world. Maybe you’ve stumbled on my blog by “accident” or maybe you’ve chosen to join my tribe that reaches far around the globe with the desire to be more authentic and brave.
You’re not alone. I’m grateful you’re here.
May you fill the world with the true You so that others can do the same and may your small square be happy, joyous, simple and filled with grace and gratitude.