Part of what I plan to do with this little offshoot blog is keep my Gratitude Journal. The idea comes from Simple Abundance by Sarah ban Breathnach, a beautiful soul who has worked very hard to help everyone in the world recognize their own beautiful soul, as well. I have been doing this in a handmade, offline journal for years, but I thought since I can type so much faster than I can write, and because gratitude and gifts of beauty should be shared, I could do that here as well.
She writes,"As the months pass and you fill your journal with blessings, an inner shift in your reality will occur. Soon you will be delighted to discover how content and hopeful you are feeling. As you focus on the abundance rather than on the lack in your life, you will be designing a wonderful new blueprint for the future. This sense of fulfillment is gratitude at work, transforming your dreams into reality.
A French proverb reminds us that 'Gratitude is the heart's memory.' Begin this day to explore and integrate this beautiful, life-affirming principle into your life, and the miracle you have been seeking will unfold to your wonder and amazement."
Today I am grateful for:
~Sleeping in on a Saturday morning while the rest of the house was quiet as well. There is something so delicious about being fast asleep and lost in pleasant dreams even after the sun has risen. I do not need this as a daily treat, but every now and again it is sweet.
~I had no place to go and nowhere to be. There were restrictions on my time, and I was able to while the day away as I pleased. Which, as per usual, was reading and writing, and shuffling of tarot cards.
~Dying Easter eggs with the moppets was supreme pleasure today. Even the big one with the floppy hair was not too cool to take part in it. I know these days are getting numbered, so they are especially sweet.
~We made scrambled egg sandwiches with cheese on grilled whole grain and ate fresh fruit slices with it, and it was simple, but it was goooood. So yummy! We are entering those perfect few weeks when strawberries taste like Heaven all shrunk down to fit in ones' mouth. Enjoy it!
~My dog loves me. She really, truly does. And that is so valuable, and it feels so good. The rest of my life might be a mess, and it is possible no man ever will, but Zoe loves me.