June 12

HUMILITY MONTH: DAY 12: “Love the life you have been given. And be humbled by it. It is not to be despised.” ― G. Willow Wilson

This is beautiful. I love my life. That was not always how I felt, nor did I think anyone else did either. I was raised by a woman who (still, at the age of 90!) hated her life and everything about it. I think of her when I read about or speak about the phrase “chronic malcontent.”

It is her! I was trained to see the world like that. She is a victim of life and hates everything! And her only conversation is complaining about life…everything in it.

Ugh! I am so blessed to have stumbled (literally!…lol) across you guys. And this amazing way of life. And the people who taught me, first and foremost, about gratitude! I cannot be humble without being grateful. And that is the focus of all of this. My gratitude keeps me exploding in joy all the time!

What a gift it is to be alive and in this present moment. Not running down the road and caught up in the painful self-obsession I lived in for so long.

Where all I can do is whine and complain about ME, some aspect of my life that I don’t care for, or trashing any or all of the amazing gifts I receive every single day.

Yesterday I was in love with the sun. Today I am loving the fog coming in off the ocean. It makes the world soft and kind of fuzzy. I love that!

I have hands and feet and that is amazing! I can see and hear and taste and smell. And so many other astonishing gifts! I love this stuff. The things on my to-do list are things I am privileged and blessed with. I CAN drive my car to the market and the post office and the other places I get to go today. Wow! All blessings!

And I have the money to do those things I need to do. And I have a home with a refrigerator to put the fresh foods into. I have things growing in my garden that I will cook for dinner…yum! And I have the ocean making such a beautiful sound outside my house, not too far away. I can walk down there, because my body is my friend today.

Life is my friend today. I tell myself the old Native saying, “It is a good day to die” each morning. That reminds me to be happy to have this day. It is the greatest gift of all. That and the recovery that allows me to be in the moment and aware and awake.

The steps that it takes to get here have been filled with insight and AHA! moments that blow me away. Today will be filled with miracles, and I cannot wait to go be with them!