Dear Gratitude Journal  :

2026 begins clean, bright, and shiny. I’m grateful for the garden – the slowest of all the performing arts. My plants know they are loved, and I know that they appreciate my care. #universalenergy

I’m grateful for a warm, dry house with no leaks and no flooding. Something not to be taken for granted.

I’m very grateful I weigh less now than I did last year. Health is wealth.

And, I’m grateful for all the lessons and practice in 2025.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful I don’t have to work next week. I found myself thinking about how many holidays I have worked through over the years. The Thanksgivings, Christmas Eve, New Year’s and more. I’m very grateful for the people who work on these days, and double grateful it’s not me anymore. #boundaries And, I’m grateful that I am a trusting person. Yes, I get burned and sometimes make mistakes, but I’d rather be occasionally disappointed than always suspicious.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

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!

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

Today is my birthday, and I’m so grateful that I weigh a little less than I did last year, and I am in much better shape. I have everything including my health; I feel really good today. I’m grateful for the people who called and texted me, and happy to hear from some folks I don’t speak with that often. Nice. And, I’m grateful for all the different birds I see in my garden and on the trails. Beautiful and amazing creatures.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I’ve lived long enough to know that every “bad” thing that happens is actually a good thing. I’m grateful I play the long game. And, I’m grateful that while I’ve become less judgmental, I’ve also become less tolerant. You can’t go through life with catcher’s mitts on both hands; sometimes you need to throw shit back.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

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.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful for debit cards. Cash is such a hassle, and I can’t do math in my head, so I would be one of those people who would need to put stuff stuff back, which is annoying and embarrassing. I’m grateful the baby boom generation is retiring. And, I’m grateful I took my lunch hour to do chores and some cleaning. Nothing makes you feel better than the faint smell of PineSol in your kitchen.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

I’m grateful that I cleaned my garage and threw a whole bunch of stuff out. I’ve always been tidy and a good throw-er-out-er, but I’ve been doing more culling lately. It seems the less I have, the better and more focused I feel. I’m grateful that we’ve all become much, much better at virtual work and webinars. Now that we have so many people using this technology, it will improve quickly and meaningfully. And, I’m grateful I have all the toilet paper I need.

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Dear Gratitude Journal :

Never have I been more grateful for my health, and the good health of my loved ones. I’m grateful for the tradition of Christmas lights. The last few weeks before solstice are dark and dreary; the lights are cheerful, and each decoration – no matter how small – shows the creativity and warmth of its creator. Better days are ahead — the sun will return. Lastly, I – and many in this great nation – are grateful for portable space heaters.

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