(Please sign this anti-fracking petition for New York, the pressure has to be kept up. THANK YOU!)
I am going to try to start a regular gratitude practice. I’ve done it mentally before as a nightly practice, and even, once started a list, but it was hand-written and once there was no more room on the page, I stopped. A few days. There’s so much to be grateful for and I do believe it can balance your perspective. I was feeling gratitude today, choosing it in the face of disappointment, and then spontaneously Googled “gratitude poem”, and came across this article, which inspired me. The brightness of tone might read as a little too much sunshine for some (and I was feeling a more distinctly Brooklyn mood tonite), but the message remains very real: gratitude as a lens through which to experience our everyday reminds us how interconnected everything is. And gratitude is essential to love.
“Bodhicitta is particularly available to us when we feel good heart; when we feel gratitude, appreciation or love in any form whatsoever. In any moment of tenderness or happiness, bodhicitta is always here. If we begin to acknowledge these moments and cherish them, if we begin to realize how precious they are, then no matter how fleeting and tiny this good heart may seem, it will gradually, at its own speed, expand. Our capacity to love is an unstoppable essence that when nurtured can expand without limit.” – Pema Chodron
Nite-nite.
