Despite the shortness of the day, with its brooding stillness; I found gratitude for a change in a pattern that had I think been entrenched for about seven years; even if I only now saw it. The miracle of the listing (gratitude) tipped me out of seeing the world from a position of being in wound. I saw with clarity how I had been stuck in ‘poor me’, and thus only operating at half mast. So if life turns on a sixpence day 22/28 was a day in which I regained some power.
Here is the list:
I have gratitude for my ability (which we all have) to change overnight and improve (I hope). The latest change has improved my ability to embrace life and give more: Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
I have gratitude for my friends in London, who welcomed us, & whom I have known for more than 30 years. The blessing of a long friendship eases growing older! Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
The first BACS transfer for the royalties of the book (A Gift of An Angel) arrived. It was for £2.00 odd once some charges had been deducted. Not two £million then! But my Angel says that the “Book has its own power”, perhaps my Angel would view the fact that writing the book, and obtaining x 12 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 has paid me in a lot of increased confidence & joy, more important @ this stage than £2m. And there is still time! I have faith. Thank you; Thank you; Thank you. And Thank you; Thank you; Thank you; for the £2.00 or so. Its still something; & something is better than nothing!
My son Zachary & I drove to London today. We arrived safely. Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
Still I have gratitude for the busyiness of this time of the year. I like its bustle and purposefulness, which really helps to keep my inner light shining & the dark away. Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
I have gratitude for the easing down of work that arrives for me @ this time of year as it allows the possibility of introspection. Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
On our way into London we passed a huge Menorah or Chanukiah, by the side of the road. Outside of a synagogue on the A406. Ready for lighting but not yet lit. I felt a huge swell of gratitude seeing it there; for the freedom in this country to worship freely. Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
This morning before going to London; to go I had to run here; & I had to run there. That skipping about is an engagement and a liberty that I have gratitude for; Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
For my own strength in staying strong & breaking free of a dynamic which has not served me I have gratitude; Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.
For Lily the Patterdale Terrier (who by the way you can now follow on Instagram) who unfailingly greets me in the morning when I wake up & who unfailingly looks sad when I leave. Thank you; Thank you; Thank you.