There are times when I resist what is. Sickness. Someone dying. A whining child. Could be anything...minor or major. Then I remember it is not me that wrote the plan. But I do have the power to make choices. I like to choose gratitude. Sometimes I just need a new way to arrive at being grateful. Something I came up with today was thinking about different body parts and remembering the things they have done. Now, breathe.... Start with your feet. Close your eyes and think... Where have they walked, jumped, danced, hopped, biked... What things have they touched? Carpet, sand, grass, spilled food, soft rocks, pointy rocks.. Next, close your eyes and think about your butt. Think of all the places you've sat. Chairs, laps, blankets, grass, cars... Isn't it almost overwhelming! Keep going. Where have your hands been? What have they touched? Whose hands have they held...
