A new post in the series When a Picture Leads
Let this be my way today to be conscious of the gratitude I owe to the many different things, moments and experiences, big and small. Let this be my way today to express that gratitude. Let this be my way today to remember that…
“There is no better cure for egoism than a happy gratefulness.” (The Mother)
Today I am grateful…
For morning teatime.
For the moments it allows us to make all sorts of travel plans, many of which may never materialise, make plans for all sorts of garden and home updates, again most of which may never get done. For the moments it allows us to laugh and argue over some crazy ‘news’ finds on twitter, recall old jokes, and even discuss ‘isms’ of all sorts.
But most importantly, for the luxury it allows us to experience, in silence, the moments of a comforting togetherness, moments which remind us that only that togetherness is meaningful which doesn’t take away the alone-ness you need for your self.
For that old pair of handy garden shears.
Which allows me to bring nature inside the home. Which despite the rust continues to work, teaching me that it is possible to get beyond the harshness of the external climate.
Which reminds me of the significance of cutting. Cutting the redundant stuff from my life. Within and without. Cutting the superfluous and bringing order, re-shaping that which has gone awry.
For the natural, breathing feel of a chattai under feet.
Which reminds me to stay away from artificiality. From that which is faux, fake, pretense, phoney.
For things we leave behind.
For they remind me of the truth of impermanence. The value of detachment. The joy of taking good care of everything, even the tiniest object, that has been put in our trust, for the time being, and the joy of knowing when to let them go.
Always joyfully accept what is given you by the Divine.
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A self-willed man cannot be grateful―because when he gets what he wants he gives all the credit for it to his own will, and when he gets what he does not want he resents it badly and throws all the blame on whomever he considers responsible, God, man or Nature.
~ The Mother, CWM, Vol. 14, p. 155
The first three pictures taken at my present home. The last photo taken at my previous home, about nine years ago, in another continent.
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Linking with ABC Wednesday, G: G is for Gratitude
Linking with the February 2016 Gratitude Circle at Vidya‘s blog.