I am actually quite a positive person. I am a firm believer that there is always a way, and if there isn't, then a way can be made. For every problem there is a solution. I always look for the happy in everything. Yet every now and again I get days that I feel down, as if the sun is not quite yellow and the sky not totally crisp and clear. To put it plainly, I feel blue. Maybe not a deep midnight blue, but definitely a dusty pale blue, a bruised blue. Usually there is not a specific reason, but rather an accumulation of a few nagging or unsettling things or circumstances. I feel out of sorts. I am sure many of you have felt similarly at some or other point in your life.
Today was one of those days. There was not something specific I could put my finger on, but it was there. Dull blue edges around my day which threatened to colour the white spaces blue too. This feeling was partly due to missing my children and partly due to the whole political and economical situation all around the world. Maybe the cold weather influenced my mood too? I did not really feel like doing anything. My daily have-to-do tasks seemed like a mountain and running one mile felt impossible let alone the 6.2 miles I was supposed to.
Well, after feeling BLAH for most of the morning, I decided to turn my attention to art. I got out my paints and stencils, my pastels and ink and my art journal. I forgot about all the have-to-do's and focused on the smell of the paint and the feel of the pastels in my hand. As I journaled, my mind went off on its own tangent, and peace settled on my shoulders.
I started thinking about how blessed we are. We wake up everyday refreshed. We have a chance at another day, we have a choice how to fill it. We have a choice how we want to look at life, we can choose to see obstacles or opportunities, we can count our blessings or find things to gripe about. We can choose to forgive or bear a grudge and we can choose to love or hate. We can decide to look at our lives and circumstances with gratitude or we can decide to moan about everything which we don't have.
It all comes down to our perspective. With what eyes do we look at life in general and our own lives in particular? When we search for the good and for the positive around us we are guaranteed to find it. When we count our blessings and we look at life with optimism and heart full of gratitude we will suddenly find that what we have is more than enough.
When we live lives of gratitude a very interesting thing happens:
Gratitude becomes Abundance!!!