Dear Gratitude Journal :

This has been a very long week I’m grateful that I’m finally at a place in my career where I can confidently say no. No, I’m not going to do it for you. No, I’m not going to cover for you. No, I’m not going to work weekends for you. No is a sign of self respect and a healthy ego. I’m grateful for it…And, I’m grateful for carbs.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Every living creature is grateful for the rain and the end of triple digit temps. I can feel the relief in the trees and plants and me. I’m grateful we are approaching solstice. With so many planets in retrograde, nit seems the energy of reappraisal is very strong. And, I’m grateful for bartenders. The second oldest profession.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m feeling pretty good today; I’m grateful just for that. I’m grateful I decided suck it up and double-down on my handy-woman skills. I own lots of tools, know how to read, and can watch and follow a video. Being a good student does have advantages. Finally, I’m grateful to work from home. It’s not a perfect situation, but neither was being on site. I’m more productive and my life is better balanced. Maybe that’s why I’m having such a good day.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

Even though I’m goal driven, I’m grateful that I’m not a competitive person. People who always need to win have a hole in their aura that is impossible to fill, and they ruin the fun of the game for others. I’m grateful for chocolate chip cookies, especially if they’re homemade and not too sweet. And, I’m grateful for all the time I spent teaching. It taught me to facilitate discussion, and shut down hecklers and assorted other blowhards. Life skills.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for the burger I had for lunch. Not the usual faire, but definitely worth the 800 calories. I’m grateful I am one of the best stretchers in yoga class. Namaste. And, even though it happens, I’m grateful I wasn’t blowing farts during yoga like the woman behind me. That’ll teach you to drink a “nutrition” shake for lunch.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for another Monday. Another week, another chance to make a difference, get it right. I’m very, very grateful for AC. I didn’t have it as a kid – we had to deal with fans, and sweating at night – but when I walk into my home from 103 degrees outside that blast makes life worth living again. And, I’m grateful that I work from home – never going back to an office full time – never.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’ve spent the last several months moving – and all the work that entails – and I’m very grateful that I’m through the worst of it now. Still a cross between camping and an AirBnB, but it’s feeling like the amazing home I wanted. I’m grateful for icemakers. When you don’t have one, you miss it. And, I’m grateful I can buy bags of ice because a tray isn’t gonna do it.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I spent a lot of time driving yesterday, and I’m grateful for the green hillsides, the purple Columbine, and the orange gazania that sprinkle the freeway medians. I’m grateful for the newly forming leaves on the Crepe Myrtles, and the spiking irises. #anticipation. And, I’m grateful for perspective. No matter how annoying or difficult today’s problems are, it was much worse 50 years ago.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I’m a better traveler than I used to be. I’m grateful that traveling is so much easier than it used to be. And, I’m grateful for Martinis.

The end.

Dear Gratitude Journal :

It’s easy to talk about leading an authentic life and being true to yourself when things are going well, and everyone loves you. It’s not quite as easy when you aren’t in the zone, and you find yourself on the outside of the “In” crowd being judged and dismissed. So, tonight, I’m grateful for resilience. I’m grateful I’ve always been slightly ahead of the curve, left of center, out in front….And, I’m grateful for bread. I rarely eat it anymore, but damn, it IS good!

The end.