“Do not regret growing old, many are denied the privilege” ~ Irish Blessing
At this time of year we take pause to consider the great fortune in our lives. Yes, I am deeply grateful for my husband, my children, my family and my community. I am grateful that I published my book this year. I am grateful for my home and our abundance.
But, as I get older, I am finding something new to be grateful for. My age.
As I putter around the kitchen preparing the Thanksgiving feast, the tendonitis in my elbow spasms sharply and the ache in my back intensifies. I grumble and groan. And then I shut up.
If I’ve learned anything from what I’ve been through, I have learned that my body is merely a vehicle for carrying my soul through this life.
My vehicle has its fair share of dents, rust and parts that need oiling but, in spite of its faults, my body has carried me through life for 54 years.
And, in doing so, I have had the privilege of learning some key, vital habits that have enriched and deepened my life, that have connected my body deeper to my soul.
So, here is my expanded Gratitude List:
I am thankful for my compassion. When I extend compassion to another, I am looking into a mirror. Compassion reminds me that we are all cut from the same cloth. Just different outfits.
I am thankful for my attitude of forgiveness. When I extend forgiveness to another, I free my soul from the chains of resentment, anger and bitterness.
I am thankful for my ability to trust. When I trust that Life is on my side and wants me to succeed, I allow good to flow into my life. Conversely, when I doubt Life’s good intentions for me, fear guides my decisions and makes a mess out of everything.
So, while my body may be gaining a few more dents and bruises, my spirit is gaining more joy, more love and more gratitude.
An Invitation
What are you grateful for in your life now, at this age, that you didn’t experience or weren’t aware of ten years ago?