Every year for the last several years, I pick a word to keep close to me for the year; something I want to contemplate or understand better. My sister Gail introduced me to this practice (thanks Gail).
This past week, after considering several words, I decided on "gratitude" to be my word for this year. I think selecting this word evolved from a sickness last summer.
I had a strange illness that felt like a poisoning. I wanted to eat a little but everything tasted different than I was accustomed to, and I just did not know what my body needed. After awhile, I went outside and browsed on plants growing on this property that I knew and that seemed appropriate. I began to feel grounded in many ways and "connected" to what was important in this world then fairly rapidly, began to get well. Strangely, after the whole ordeal, I felt gratitude for the sickness.
It is impossible or nearly impossible, I believe, to stay "connected" all the time. Maybe monks get close. The best I think we can do is live our lives as intentionally as we can. When I manage to do this for a short time, I find I am filled with gratitude. Gratitude for SOOOOOOO many things; people, animals, vegetables, minerals, senses, feelings .............
The list goes on and I will explore the things I am grateful for every day and hopefully get some of my thoughts on paper.