By: Gentle Gardener Oracle
This year has been a difficult one for a LOT of people; and, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel tested. I finally feel the shift, and I’m grateful for my resilience and the support of my friends. I’m grateful for the past few days of rain. It’s a small return to winter, but the plants are thriving, and so am I. Finally, I’m grateful for corn tortillas. I don’t like them as much as flour, but they are slightly better for you, and they don’t fall apart mid-way through your taco.
With only a few days left in 2024, I’m grateful I’ve achieved a few of my 2024 New Year’s resolutions. I’m thinner, and also paid off a decent amount of debt. I’m not done, but I’m grateful I’m firmly on the path. Since five is my lucky number, I’m grateful for the start of 2025, and I’m very optimistic about the year. And, I’m most grateful that my sweet pup is doing well and on-the-mend. She’s been sick and injured. It’s not how either of us planned to spend the holidays or my money, but I’m very grateful that she’s going to be okay.
Pooja and I were attacked by a neighbor’s dog. My injuries were minor, Pooja was not so lucky. She required stitches and is now resting comfortably. I’m tremendously grateful for the vet and her team, and even more grateful Pooja’s injuries were not life-threatening. I’m grateful the dog’s owner immediately took complete responsibility, and I’m grateful that I have Square, so I could easily take his credit card. 
I’m grateful I have years of working with people who have colossally fucked up. Somehow being level headed, empathetic, and kind makes them feel even worse. (He was exceedingly emotionally upset) And, most importantly, I am grateful that it was us and wasn’t some kid in my neighborhood. What a day…
An odd burst of wind toppled my glass patio table yesterday. I’ve seen that thing survive almost hurricane forces, so I was very grateful for tempered glass, and even more grateful that no one was hurt and nothing else was broken. Later, after I accidently broke yet another glass object, I knew this was a sign. I learned the spiritual significance of broken glass is that of new starts and a healing journey. I was grateful to know that especially in light of the current astrological transits. I’m also grateful for inexpensive and very well-designed the carpet cleaning machine I just bought. Life is good in all dimensions.
It seems like everyone is upbeat today. The perfect 72° weather has returned, the fires are more contained, and it’s Friday. Im grateful for all those things. I’m grateful for dairy-free options. And, I’m grateful for lentils. They are tasty and expeditious.
I walked outside this morning to a smoggy sky and the smell of smoke. I was grateful to know that I’m safe even though fires are all around. I’m grateful for all the people who are fighting these fires. It’s difficult and dangerous work. And, although it’s not popular, I’m grateful to everyone who pays their taxes.
I know it might not be politically correct, but I’m grateful for Amazon. I don’t care how stupid Jeff Bezo’s yacht is, or how ridiculous Lauren Sanchez looks, the fact that I don’t have to spend my precious free time driving too and from, walking in and out of retail establishments (hoping to find stuff I need!) makes Amazon the greatest technological advancement of this century. I’m grateful for tonight’s full moon and tomorrow’s solstice. It’s a good time to reset, and an even better mid-year reminder that time is speeding up, and we shouldn’t waste it. Finally, I’m grateful for CostCo chickens. They are tasty and expeditious!
Like most people, I’m grateful for a long weekend, a much needed break, and a low-key re-entry. I will be very busy for the next month. I wanted some time to float quietly in the pool, till my garden, and slowly recenter. I thoroughly enjoyed these last few days of Spring. I’ll miss it. The end.
I’m grateful that I’m an active millennial supporter. People used to roll their eyes, begrudge me my youth, and dismiss me in my salad days. In many ways, I’m not much smarter now than I was then. In those condescending moments, I would swear to myself that I would not act the same to the youngsters when my “boomer” time came, and I’ve been true to my word. Finally, I’m grateful for fried chicken. Of all the chickens, it’s the most beloved.
I’m grateful I had time to return to a longer hike. I’m definitely sore, but I feel good. I’m grateful the day was cool and the hillsides are blooming with mustard, paintbrush, and yarrow. And, I’m grateful for my garden. Few things are more satisfying than growing your own food.
365 Days of Simple Gratitude 