In my life, I’ve found that when I count my blessings, I feel more present. There’s something about being in a place of gratitude with a peaceful heart that helps me to rise above the fray of life’s troubles.
So this morning I awoke to count my blessings since it is Thanksgiving. I lit a favorite pumpkin spice candle in the kitchen to allow the scent to waft through our home and bring a cheery presence.
As I sipped my coffee in the early quiet morning hours, a rush of gratitude enveloped me. I am grateful to be here today. I am grateful for my children, my family and friends. I am grateful for this precious moment of tranquility.
This is the first major holiday without my parents. If I allowed myself to wallow in the sadness, it would be a shame, so I shed a few tears that needed to escape. Then I sat quietly thinking of them. It only feels hard to deal with emotionally if I allow that to be in my thoughts. If I feel grateful for the love my deceased parents and I shared, then there’s a different perspective. For I don’t believe they are gone from my life, but instead, very present in a spiritual way. For that, I’m grateful.
So on this Thanksgiving, I extend my heartlight to yours with gratitude for our friendship. I pray you have a lovely day filled with an abundance of gratitude for the blessings in your life. Hold your loved ones close in heart. Be kind and compassionate. Shine your heartlights for all to see. May a chorus of counting our blessings be felt across the world.