I’ve decided in my oh-so-limited-contextual-conditional wisdom to make Sunday into my writing down (and subjecting y’all to) things/experiences/places/people for which I am grateful day. This means that every Sunday I will write a short Dose of the Good (and Not So Good) Words about some of what I am thankful for. Sometimes I will make a list. Other times, I will reflect in depth on one or two things/places/people/experiences. Every Sunday, I will fill the thank full with the hopes that this will help keep me on keeping on. I also hope to inspire y’all to fill up your thanks.
This Sunday, I’m making a list. My caveat before I begin listing ‘em out is that I’m well aware that some of these things are a mite, sometimes many thousands mites, problematic. Because I do not want to indulge in backhanded gratitude, I’ll leave any problematics to the imaginations of my gentle (and not so gentle) readers.
Without further ado, today I am grateful for:
Well constructed religious services that make space for grief over 9/11 and also gently exhort people to work for peace.
Glorious choral music.
My bike and my ability to ride it.
The beautiful weather.
The ease with which I have access to water for drinking, cooking and cleaning.
Pretty pink flowers bought at the grocery store that now grace two surfaces in my dining room.
The labor of all the people whose work theorized/designed/planned/built/shipped my computing devices and the work of all those who provide me with electricity and internet connection.
People who do the sometimes boring and/or difficult organizational work that make a particular community function.
The time and space to have a hard, not horrible just hard, conversation.
The free yoga class, taught by an excellent instructor, that I took on Saturday.
My continued awareness of the alignment and strength of my body.
All the cleaning and de-cluttering I’ve done over the past few months.
Being soothed and centered by my much cleaner house.
Spending time with my father when we both quietly worked on our own projects and occasionally would break to chit chat.
The excitement in the voice of my nephew as he tells me what he did this weekend.
The two brand new binders full of learning that I picked up today in preparation for a course I’m taking.
All the well wishes I received before, on and after my birthday from people from all parts of my life.
The Kitchen Aid stand mixer that my husband bought me for said birthday.
My own cooking.
A menstrual period marked by a lack of excruciating pain.
The tiredness and light soreness I feel right now, which shows me how much better I’ve become at fully using my body.
These are just a few of the things/experiences/places/people for which I am grateful. Now it is your turn. What/who fills your thank full? What helps you keep on keeping on?