The spot was beautiful. It was hitting that dusk hour. The light was amazing. Clear pink hues with deep ocean rays. Plush fields of green with a rainbow reflecting the mirror of the water’s essence.
It was a painting.
It was a moment.
And I was appreciating it.
I got through Covid and it was hard. I was sick. I had every symptom except losing taste and smell. But I fought through, and I was grateful I didn’t lose my sense of taste and smell as at least there was one thing I was grateful for.
It’s hard when you’re feeling sick and down to rise to a better place or find a lesson you’re supposed to learn or feel gratitude at all. Gratitude is a phenomenon… and it works. Because when you get to a good thought, your body shifts. When you practice gratitude, the neurons in your brain that cause anxiety, literally cannot fire.
Your shoulders drop, you feel a little bit lighter, there’s more hope in your being, and more love in your soul. It’s a practice like anything else, to get out of a negative nelly nervous energy and let yourself rise into… I am. And not only being it, but believing it. With a sense of wonder, curiosity. To ask yourself,
What am I reflecting?
What do I see?