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Allowing for true gratitude

There are so many tips on how to practice gratitude.  Funny isn’t it?  That we human beings are in such need to be coached on how to experience gratefulness.

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Today I was noticing the newly green trees, shrubs, bushes, woods, and the lushness of it all.  It was a sight to behold.  If you know me at all you know that my being in the presence of the outdoors has always spoken to me.

I sat there appreciating and had my moment.

There isn’t a day I’m not grateful for something in my life.  It was just that today the nature around us seemed even more beautiful.  I’m also more than grateful for our lovely divine guide team who assisted us in finding this place.  Therefore there was a little bit of a love fest in my heart going on.

Taking a minute to spontaneously feel grateful for whatever wonderfulness we’re experiencing just leads to more wonderfulness.  We can’t schedule those moments.  It’s more about noticing in the moment.  The more we notice, the more we feel more naturally occurring moments of joy and contentment.  All the while appreciating the beautiful support that assists us in creating what we’re experiencing.

You know that expression “my heart is full”?   Perhaps that’s what I was feeling.  I felt such love and such gratefulness and I could feel that energy concentrated within my heart space.

This feeling of connection and love has been happening more and more, and often while in meditation.  When I first started experiencing these sensations in my heart space it was unfamiliar.  I hadn’t felt that anything like it before and started to strategize how I could make that happen again.  But now I allow for it to be for however long it lasts.  It’s only a moment or so and I don’t get too attached to why it shows up or what it might mean.  I only know it’s related to some lovely thoughts I’m thinking or an experience I’m enjoying, connecting with a presence from within.  This is no time for analyzing.  I just go with it, enjoy the experience, and feel, yup you guessed it.  Grateful.

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Against the Odds – Me & The Bosun’s Chair

For this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge

img_2670Our halyard…the line at the top of our sailboat mast was stuck.  One of us needed to be hoisted up, alongside the mast, in the bosun’s chair to determine the problem and fix it.  “Boaty” was I and very comfortable on the water.  Grew up on boats, power boats from antique to speed and we also had a little Sunfish sailboat.  However, I was just learning how to sail on larger sailboats.  And this is a subject for another blog post that I’ve been putting off…sailors…jeeesh.

Anyway, back to my thighs, I mean the bosun’s chair.  This is the against the odds part…you see I was nominated as the person most likely to be easily hoisted up the mast to snap a few photos and bring them back to my not yet husband so he could figure out what the problem was.  Or, better yet, while I’m up there, fix the problem.  Yeah right.  So we were still dating then, not yet married, and he was so concerned for my safety and a bit nervous (this I didn’t pick up on) that when I was ready to come on back down, he forgot to release the clutch that holds the line in place…meaning unable to bring me down and he didn’t know why.   Now he thinks the bosun’s chair is stuck.  So he sends up another line, on another winch (I sure hope someone out there knows what I’m talking about) for me to clip into on the chair so he can bring me down on that line.  Oi. We politely and calmly shout our conversation to each other since we’re not near to each other and need to hear these important instructions and responses.  This means I have to first clip into the new line and un-clip from the other one…never mind just know it was dangerous if you’re me.  Totally unncessary of course but we don’t know this yet.  I clip, un-clip, and whatever.

A nice person swims over from the sailboat near to us.  “Is everything ok?“he asked.  My husband a bad ass sailor, used to race, can fix an engine or any mechanical problem like nobody’s business of course says, “Thanks, everything’s fine” as the bosun’s chair is now digging into the underside of my thighs.  I wave happily to the nice person.  Yup the @#!&* chair experience is wearing on me now but I’m in love and life is good.  Wave, smile, no worries here.  Against all odds I return to lower altitudes and my not yet husband tells me he realized he forgot to release the clutch…oops I guess I was a bit nervous having you up there, he says.  He gets big points for telling me he was so nervous and forgot to do something kinda basic.  You see why I married this man?  The circulation returns to my legs and we settle down to cook and watch the stars before heading back the next day.

As I’m writing this he comes into my office to show me a bluebird box he just made.  God I love this man.