Gratitude. A feeling? A practice. A way of life.
A way to the center of things, of me, the core, of us, all.
It’s easier to ponder such things at this time of year, when it’s ringing out like church bells-
What are you grateful for
But it’s the
Between fabulous holiday stuffings that require gratitude the most.
When we’re in the pits- broken bods, tired heads, weary circumstance that
Those are the times when gratitude isn’t such a feeling, but will work well as a practice.
A sort of gratitude flotation situation…
A floatie! Or a pair of them! Or a quartet!
Floaties for arms and ankles. Gratitude devices that lift and buffer.
Arms and ankles may not be enough to get the woe-is-me out of the lead-butts
I think they would be a start.
*Joining in with others this month, churning out creative work in response to Write Alm’s prompts, found here- http://writealm.com/november-prompt-a-day/