Wrap It Up In Gratitude

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Me being a softy for all manner of new beginnings, wrapping ups, looking back and facing forward, I’ve decided to participate in this lovely idea of a blog-to-blog blanket of gratitude, friendship, and community. Want to join? Read how here (also, thank you, Dale – for the idea).

The short of it? Set a timer for 15 minutes and let loose: write, detail, list, describe and put your gratitude into words. No edits needed. No wrong answers. No test at the end. Nothing to lose and everything to gain.

If you are so inclined, read my unedited, uncensored Gratitude Wrap Up — here I Go!

  1. Family. A blessing even wordy-me hasn’t enough words for.
  2. Friends. For all the gifts of laughter and joy.
  3. Joy. Because life is so much richer with it.
  4. Life. Without it, there would be nothing.
  5. This planet. Without it there would be no life as we know it.
  6. Oxygen. I adore the stuff. Can’t imagine living without it.
  7. Water. The obvious stuff, but also in rivers and oceans. Especially the beach.
  8. Waves. In the sea. In the ebb and flow of life. In the ups and downs of everything. In hellos and even in the sweet sorrow of goodbyes (for there had to have been a hello for there to be a goodbye).
  9. Light and the gift of sight.
  10. Colors. In nature. In emotion. In people. In energy. In food. In flowers.
  11. Flowers. Not so much the cut ones in bouquets as the ones still living, blooming loudly without shame or apology.
  12. Apologies. For making room for amends and for allowing humility, humanity, empathy, fallibility, and compassion.
  13. Compassion. I’d put it first. But this is unedited and … it really fits everywhere. Any day. Any time.
  14. Time. To live. To breathe. To be. To learn. To write.
  15. Learning. For there is so much more to know!
  16. Writing. Because, well, it is like breathing.
  17. Breathing. It’s lovely. Also, see #6 …
  18. Children. For everything they are and the hope they hold and the laughter they bring and the teachers they are.
  19. Hope. The hope you feel. The hope you know. The hope you may be able to give someone, someday. The hope you might’ve forgotten but now remember.
  20. Memories. So many of those. Some I might’ve wished to never know, but since they are part of me, I’d rather know than not, for they are all a part of me and made me into who I am today.
  21. Today. Every day. There would be not past or present or future without it.
  22. Tomorrow. For exemplifying hope by working on becoming a today and by that showing trust in what can be.
  23. Trust. For the depth of connection it allows, especially as it is never something I take for granted, having known betrayal.
  24. Connection. No person is truly an island. We need our shores to touch those of others, through waves and flow and ebb and sun and rain and heart and sound.
  25. Sound. For the gifts of hearing, listening, and understanding.
  26. Comprehension. For this world is complicated enough, and I am grateful to know some meaning.
  27. Meaning. For life. For love. For connection. For work.
  28. Work. Because to live is to work. Not just in what one defines as a job, but in what one can define their life’s work to be, and the glimpses of the plan.
  29. Plans. Love them. Sometimes I am not sure I feel the love, but I know I do, someplace, or I’d have never made the plans …
  30. Love.
  31. Love.
  32. Love.
  33. Repetition. Some things get better the more you know them. The more you do them. The more time you spend in them. They improve with age.
  34. Aging. Seriously. I’ve earned every wrinkle. I’ve labored in the sun for every freckle. I’ve stitched every bit of wisdom, sometimes from tatters of harder times to make a quilt of who I am.
  35. Being me. Not because I’m so special, but because we each are. And I’m happy for the opportunity to be me. Just because (also, I’m a limited edition. They broke the mold after making me, so it’ll be a waste to not make the most of it even if just because I’m super curious to see how I’ll unfold).
  36. Curiosity. Can’t help it. Don’t want to change it. Wonder where it’s all coming from.
  37. Wonder. It keeps me on my toes. It keeps my ‘awwww’ and ‘wow’ and ‘whoa’ muscles working.
  38. Muscles. I’ve got the skinny-Minnie edition of those, so I’m grateful for every fiber: they keep me upright, they keep my fingers typing (yeah!). They keep my heart pumping.
  39. Heart. In all its manifestations. Even broken hearts are better than being heartless. I’m so so grateful to have heart and to know so many people who have golden ones.
  40. Gold. Not the metal, but the color – in the sunrise, in the sunset, in the sparkle, in the light.
  41. Sunrise and sunset. They never fail to quicken my heart and expand my soul.
  42. Soul. It’s older than this body. It’s wiser than this life. It’s been hanging around this universe a while, and it’s been traveling in a little cluster with other souls, most of whom I totally adore.
  43. The universe. Don’t understand it. Can’t grasp the size of it. Not sure I really ‘get’ how it went ‘bang’ and where it is expanding or collapsing into, but I sure am grateful for it. May even be grateful for extraterrestrials. Come to think of it, I bet I already know a few such travelers.
  44. Travel. To new-to-me and known-to-me places. It expands my mind and nourishes my spirit.
  45. Nourishment. In all its forms but especially in its most basic, which I know so many in this world still struggle to have access to, even as there should be more than enough for all of us. Having healthy food isn’t something to take for granted.
  46. Health. This, too, in all its forms and in its most fundamental. I’ve been blessed to know both health and some of its challenges. It keeps me grateful. It keeps me aware.
  47. Awareness. Being conscious is a good thing. Seriously. I know what I’m talking about.
  48. Talking. I’m SO grateful for the gift of gab. I’d implode if I didn’t have words.
  49. Words. Language. Communication. My elements. My calling. My profession. My path.
  50. Journey. Especially that of life. With all of you who cross my path and join my path and whose path I am allowed to join. I’m so so grateful.

 

 

Want to make your own stream-of-consciousness gratitude list? Follow the link below.

For the 2018 Annual attitudes of gratitude list

2019 Blessings

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May this year be as calm as you need it to be

As adventurous as your spirit requires

As hopeful as your heart can hold

As happy as pure joy

As healthy as is doable

As satisfying as your widest dreams

As filled with laughter as your belly can tolerate

As nourishing as warm hugs

As loving as your heart desires

(And then some

Because we can all use

Extra of love).

 

And … while we’re at it:

May this year bring an end to what no longer sustains you

May what drains you move on, or change

May hurts heal

May grief ease

May frustration untangle till truth’s in the clear.

May worry turn action

May stagnation find pace

May you be all you wanted to be

And a bit more still, just in case …

 

Blessings be to you,

Na’ama

 

 

Take A Snapshot Of Your Heart

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Photo: Inbar Asif

 

As one year draws to close

And another gets set to rise,

Take a snapshot of your heart

In its joy and woe alike.

 

As moments tick toward the new,

Remove blinds from your weary eyes,

And let Soul show you who

You’ve been when you were wise.

 

It will revisit steps you took

So you can plan the next,

And hold the images of good,

For New Year’s light to reflect.

 

 

For Six Word Saturday

 

The Time is Near

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Photo: Amitai Asif

 

Finally

The time is near

To wrap up yet

Another year

To open

Doors

To better cheer

So stale old fogs

Can slowly clear

And fresh

New hopes

Appear.

 

 

For The Daily Post

Gateways

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On the almost eve of a new year, may your path hold clear as you pass into the nascent potential of what is almost born to be. For it can be, in truth, all that there can be.

Not all newness smells of radical divergence. In every sense, all paths we take form in the footsteps of those we already walked. It is where we head, how we carry our present time and what we see as possible, that breathes new life into the future. Farmers toiled for centuries, building fences to clear fertile ground and to protect the livestock with the use of the very rocks that made obstacles for plows. Stones remained stones even as they have become all that and then some.

We, too, are what we always were … and then some. We are who we know to be and what we learned to do about it, how we join the paths of others, how we forge our own to clear ground for new growth (hopefully in compassionate persistence). We are how we build with what is there. How we tend to obstacles and plow potential. What we form within us and around us. How we become what we know.

May the path hold clear in sun and mist, in fog and rainbow. May it be.

§§§

Gateways:

Every gate you pass holds pathways

Of times walked through

Stone by stone.

Every passage holding steady

Leaning onto

All that’s gone.

Every walkthrough

Every newness

Wraps around the times you know.

All the pebbles

Rocks

Big Boulders

That held back

Allowed

Remembered

All that needed

Fought

To grow.

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A Leaf to Life

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As Fall arrives and with it change

May the color of your life enrich.

As trees turn green to yellow

orange

purple

red

May your life rainbow full ahead.

As weather shifts from

heat to cool

May your life find new pace

warm place.

As forests whisper on the wind

leaf to leaf in passing flow

May your path unfold

and all potential show.

As new years open

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May your life’s sweetness grow.

As blessings swirl

In honey and in harvest’s glow

May your life plenty

know.

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