It’s Saturday morning and the wind sounds as though it will blow my home off it’s foundation. As I listen, I ask for gentleness from the power of the wind, I ask for strength against the buffering upon the walls and windows but most of all I ask for kindness and a warm heart felt prayer for everyone who is homeless and cold.
I am reminded by the sound of the wind that I am safe. I am grateful that I have a home and the means to afford it. I have a room full of lush green plants and a warm cup of coffee sweetened with honey. I am home. Thank you God.
I am reminded by the wind, that I am so very fortunate to have a safe place. A place to work, a place to create and a place to love and the precious moments to appreciate it. The precious time to be grateful for my freedom. The little things, that I could just take for granted, the phone call, the warmth of a shower, the watering of my plants. One of my clients noted that I had so many new trees as she removed her coat. I looked at them and said yes….I bought several for $2 and $4 each after the Christmas Holiday, excited that just a few days earlier they were priced at $20 and sold as gifts for Christmas. Yes, they were perfect to add to my collection of green in the sunshine filled room. My sanctuary in the wind.
What are you grateful for? Do you have the time, to take stock of all your fortunate to have? Do you breath it in or just work until you’re so drained you wonder why? Have you created the sanctuary that you deserve? Are you living the life you could only imagine? How could it be improved?