The problem with me slipping up once on a project like this is that it tends to have a ripple effect. I get into that mindset of, "Welp, you already screwed it up anyway," and before you know it, it's done. However, I'm going to try to halt that thought pattern today, play catch up one more time, and then finish the rest of #gratitudeproject2023 with my head held high (and a daily blog post).
The truth of the matter is, it's been a really terrible few days. I'd be lying if I got on here and wrote about the many sunshine and rainbow filled moments when, quite frankly, it's been storming. However, as I've said before, the gratitude mindset cannot be saved for the moments when we are already feeling good and happy and rainbows and sunshine. The entire point of building an arsenal of grateful thoughts is to help you weather the storms without succumbing to their darkness. It's in the moments when you feel like the rain will never clear, that you set your sights to the horizon to find that glimmer of sunshine.
So, as you may have guessed by now, days thirty seven and thirty eight are days of mini gratitude moments. You know the type of day by now, where it isn't this huge shining revelation or amazing moment to be thankful for, but a bunch of mini moments that keep me treading through the waves. These are the types of posts that I clearly pull straight from my written journal (even on days I don't post, I have been writing gratitude), and sometimes that's ok.
For the past two days, I've been grateful for:
- A walk with a friend and the cool turtle we saw
- Tiffany and her good advice
- Renae and her good advice
- George helping to fix my shoulders
- Some time to get creative and make bookmarks for people I care about
- The beginning of a new book
- Finding some direction in a business venture
- Exercise
- The gratitude project
Yesterday I did have a moment where I was especially grateful, and it was for my friend Brittany. She walks the same thread of woo woo that I do, and we just get each other. It's quite nice, honestly. But I'm grateful for her and the fact that she lives her truth so authentically, and shares with me all of the ways in which the Universe aligns and helps her to manifest the life she desires. It's amazing to watch, and she inspires me to keep my head in the right space...the positive space that allows manifestation to work. The space in which we can think clearly enough to do the groundwork required in order to make our dreams come true. The space in which we can hear our Knowing, and connect to what we know to be true. I am not the person that falls into the "Love and Light" category of spirituality. I love it, and I love to be around it, but I'm more along the lines of, "I see you caught in the fires of struggle. Take my hand, let's get out of it together," kind of person. I don't mind the burn, as I've lived in it, and through it, many times. And honestly, I'm grateful for the survival of the fires, because now I can be that person for others. There have been a few too many fires for me to fully embrace a Love and Light state, but I can embrace the belief that, with a little help, and a hand in the fire to help pull us out, we can become our own light, and I'm grateful for that. However, Brittany is the Love and Light in my life and I am so grateful for her.
Even on the hardest days, I hope you are open enough to finding a hand to reach out for.
-Dominique
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