By: Plume de Poison
I’m grateful I was able to sleep in for a few more hours this morning. I feel refreshed. I’m grateful that for most of my time in California, I’ve had a reasonable commute – now, no commute. Cali is famous for its traffic — and, boy, it can really suck the life out of you. And, I’m grateful I’ve burned a few bridges – sometimes those fires help to light the way forward.
My mammogram came back normal. Always grateful for that. I’m grateful I was able to spend time with a friend who I haven’t seen in 30 years. Much Champagne and a few tears. A wonderful day. And, I’m grateful I was out at daybreak to catch the mountains at sunrise – an Ansel Adams moment. Getting up early has a lot of rewards.
I’m grateful to live in California. People bitch about it until they watch the rest of the country drown in snow. I’ll gladly pay my taxes to live here. I’m grateful for my Reiki healer. I think if more people used healers, we’d have fewer problems in the world. And, I’m grateful NYE falls on a weekend.
This a bit of dreary time of year for me. Cold, dark, missing people who aren’t here anymore. Thinking about when time(s) were simpler, and when more of my life was ahead of me, not behind me – like it is now. It makes me grateful for all the Christmas lights. They are cheerful, and even the little decorations make the dark days – literally – brighter. I’m grateful for the retrogrades, and the time to reflect. There’s stuff I’m not going to bring with me into 2023…buh-bye. And, I’m grateful I’ve been able to line up a few people to do work at the house. My dream for 2023 is to live in a place where nothing is broken, damaged, and every single thing works. Dream BIG!
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.
As we await the big weather “event” here in California, I’m grateful for the light drizzle, and a few minutes to gaze out the window and marvel at the wonders of water. I’m grateful that even though I can’t bring my whole self to work, I bring my best self, and most fully-present self to work. My whole self? I don’t think anyone is really quite ready for that. And, I’m grateful that’s I’ve put in enough time this past month to finally be a tiny bit ahead at work and life. The stress of being behind is too much for me to take, and now that the big hump is behind me, I feel much more relaxed and in control. All things to be grateful for…
I’m grateful for the karma that brought me to California. Never have I regretted my decision to live here. I’m grateful for a few days away from the computer and from work. I enjoy my profession, but sometimes I just need it to stop. And, I’m grateful for on-line recipes and recipe books. I don’t follow them very often (like most people) but, like vacation brochures, they’re just nice to browse.
I’m grateful for a crystal clear, cool California day. A beautiful day – perfect weather – is free, and we all enjoy it the same. I’m grateful that despite the pandemic, race wars, and horrific politics, we have all grown more compassionate, and are much better at dealing with disappointment and change than we were a year ago. And, I’m grateful that I have a healthy relationship with money. Money is a commodity, but so is time, tranquility, and love. Balance in all things.
I’m grateful for a quiet Monday and another beautiful California day. I’m grateful that I’ve continued to exercise patience with cyclists who ride on the sidewalk and pedestrians who walk in the street, and I’m grateful for pizza; it never disappoints.
I’m grateful for a small break in the heat. It was almost cool this morning, and it was a good reminder of why I love California so. I’m grateful I got my sprinklers fixed a few months ago. They’ve really helped conserve water. And I’m grateful for the late summer brown and gold of the garden. Each season is beautiful.
365 Days of Simple Gratitude 