I’m inspired by Amanda at Let’s Take the Metro‘s weekly gratitude post. So, I’m going to cultivate a little more gratitude in my life by joining her on a quest to be thankful until we absolutely exude gratitude. I hope you’ll also join Amanda in sharing just five things you are thankful for this week. Thank you to Amanda for helping bring back genuine gratitude.
This week I am grateful for:
- Words. The ones that come out and the ones that come in. If I didn’t write, it would take me a long time to take the steps on my path of life. They help me sort, feel, believe, let go, and be fearless. If I didn’t read, I would consume far fewer new ideas. I think other people’s minds are fascinating. Nothing else allows a peek into them like the words of others. However imperfect communication is, it does create connection.
- Silence. I’m learning to find comfort in silence. I used to be afraid of it and it wasn’t until I had this realization that I began practicing meditation. It wasn’t until I had this realization that I stopped arguing so much with my partner just to fill that silence. Being in silence no longer means being lost alone with a forest of dark thoughts. Now I can hug whatever arises. When I can’t handle the noise, I surrender into the silence.
- Noise. I grew up an only child with a single, working and otherwise occupied parent. The noise of 6 beings (including the dog) in our small home reminds me that we are a family. Each of us is an individual who is uniquely woven into the crazy cacophany of bubblepopperlightsaberdressupcookingworkingwritingyogaingdancinglaughingfighting. When I can’t handle the silence, I surrender into the noise.
- Take Away. I haven’t been cooking this week at all and healthy take away choices have been a boon to our family. We just went through one of those periods where we didn’t restock the kitchen and were tired of pasta. Starting over with an empty pantry will actually be a good thing as the kids can participate in the shopping and meal planning
- Elimination Communication. We’re going through one of the more enjoyable phases of ECing. At 15 months, Bud is asking to use the potty and gets royally mad at us if we’re not quick enough to recognize his requests. He takes obvious joy in his ability to make the decision when and where to exercise his bodily functions and in getting us to help him. I can’t think of too many things better for a strong-willed toddler than to exert his will in a positive way.
I feel as though I just stood under a clear waterfall. Thank you, Amanda, for reminding me to give my gratitude a voice (oops! Does that make 6?