I posted a gratitude list yesterday after having a particular rough time of it.... and almost immediately a friend of mine posted her gratitude list in response. I read it hungrily – someone someone someone else had read my list and was responding in kind.
I wasn't expecting a transcendent moment from simply reading someone else's gratitude, but here is what happened.
I sat and read the words, a gentle smile turning up the corners of my lips.
My heart expanded.
I felt a giggle burst from my belly to my throat and immediately I was a six-year-old girl wearing a shiny party dress with shiny shoes. I spun in happy circles, thinking I was the prettiest, happiest, luckiest little girl alive.
I noticed my anklets, adorned with ruffles, and felt my arms extend – a ballerina celebrating breath itself.
The little-girl-me laughed again, gathering the sacred moment into my skin as she realized she is holding her chin just a little bit higher and is sitting just a little bit straighter and the gnawing longing she felt before is no longer present in her being.
Once again I am the fully-grown-me, sitting at my desk, reading someone else’s gratitude list. I had tuned into contentment with clarity, depth and spiritual connection.
Ahhhhhhhh, yes. It was purely the experience of passionate gratitude.
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Posted by: Kelly | August 05, 2008 at 07:48 AM