Today, I am grateful for… the promise of Spring


Today, I am grateful for the promise of Spring… sun shining, crocuses opening, buds on branches.
Today, I had the pleasure of time in my garden coat-free. I cut back straggly plants, raked leaves and in my head formed a plan for the garden in the coming weeks. It felt good. Blue sky, fresh air, nature… bliss. This year, I want to tame the too tall trees. I want to add more colour and some things to eat – grow rocket and spinach at the least. It is time to lose the small wooden shed and the plastic slide and throw down more grass seed, tend it and be out in the garden daily. This is the place I should be spending time… connecting with nature (and me). This is the place I feel alive. This is what I moved from a huge flat to a tiny house for… my outdoor space. Right now, grass is long, but it is green. For that, I am grateful. There is mud… more of it than there is grass, it seems, but that’s not permanent. There are no puddles or floods here, for which I am grateful. Half way up our little hill, we are safe. Down below, in the park, lakes have replaced fields and paths are almost impassable as the brook that cuts right through the middle has risen and risen and the rains have run down from the woods. That will change… warm weather will come and soon we will be cycling on dry paths and the muddy waters will run clear again. I appreciate the big shifts and the little things that come with the changing of seasons. Above all, I am grateful that I have a home that is dry and warm and a garden in which I can grow things. I am blessed to have a little corner of the world that I can call my own. All of this makes me feel truly abundant.

Today, I am grateful for… wild nature

Today, I am grateful for wild nature

Last night, a wild and restless wind was billowing outside… it would swell and subside, swell and subside.
I had the outdoor light on, watching, listening…trees bending, wind whistling.
Inside, safe and warm, I was grateful for wild nature.
Today, under blue sky, sun shining, cold biting… such a contrast to yesterday, I am grateful again.
Hints of Spring are appearing…. buds on branches and bulbs flowering.
Every day holds new wonders in store.
I am grateful for each one of them.
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In the little community for my Gratitude Daily course, 25 women are growing their gratitude practice.
They are sowing the seeds of a more grateful and therefore more joyful life… tending the fragile buds of thankfulness, opening their hearts to abundance.
Strength grows through sharing. Support and nurturing are forthcoming.
Life becomes brighter and fear subsides when you appreciate the little things.