Some days I go out for a walk and wonder about the good things. There are a million and there are none all at once. Nothing specific will come to mind, but I will feel a sense of general goodness that tells me it's all good. It's all special. Good is a state of being.
I think of stopping by my parents' with my daughter to visit on Columbus Day, of going for a walk with my camera and taking in the color while she showed my folks some new online game or other.
I think of bringing the guinea pig down to keep me company while I'm making dinner. He taste tests the salad like only a true and loyal friend could.
I think of pleasant conversations with good, old friends who know the score and who care about me as much as I do about them. How what we do and how and why are relevant hearthside as well as in the anonymous outside world.
I think of the kids who go out of their way to say hello or to share their deeply private love poems or to ask me how long germs can stay alive in your mouth (and so was it a good idea to kiss so-and-so because, well, he is kind of gross....), or to ask me if I have any kids because they say they think I'm (it's hard to believe) cool and therefore must have at least one kid.
I think of the parents of the kids I teach and how they care enough about their kids to talk to me about their progress.
I think of the brilliant autumn light and the gorgeous colors and the cool nights and the full moon dropping in the belly of night like a baby about to be born, how good it feels to sleep and then to wake up in the same dark and call the day my own for a little while. Then to say hello to the first neighbor walking the first dog in the first light of day.
Round and round it goes, even when on those days that feel like a difficult upward climb. And it is all a blessing.
I think of stopping by my parents' with my daughter to visit on Columbus Day, of going for a walk with my camera and taking in the color while she showed my folks some new online game or other.
I think of bringing the guinea pig down to keep me company while I'm making dinner. He taste tests the salad like only a true and loyal friend could.
I think of pleasant conversations with good, old friends who know the score and who care about me as much as I do about them. How what we do and how and why are relevant hearthside as well as in the anonymous outside world.
I think of the kids who go out of their way to say hello or to share their deeply private love poems or to ask me how long germs can stay alive in your mouth (and so was it a good idea to kiss so-and-so because, well, he is kind of gross....), or to ask me if I have any kids because they say they think I'm (it's hard to believe) cool and therefore must have at least one kid.
I think of the parents of the kids I teach and how they care enough about their kids to talk to me about their progress.
I think of the brilliant autumn light and the gorgeous colors and the cool nights and the full moon dropping in the belly of night like a baby about to be born, how good it feels to sleep and then to wake up in the same dark and call the day my own for a little while. Then to say hello to the first neighbor walking the first dog in the first light of day.
Round and round it goes, even when on those days that feel like a difficult upward climb. And it is all a blessing.
Blog Your Blessings
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I love this post! What a great verbal snapshot of some of the good things in life that sometimes get taken for granted. I really enjoyed the spirit lift from your reading. Mare
ReplyDeleteWow! You are very early for this -- hope it means you are going to do something special this weekend!
ReplyDeleteEach day is filled with blessings IF we just acknowledge them!
You are so right. I love coming here to be reminded of my blessings. Even on a bad day, there are blessings.
ReplyDeleteYou're one of mine. ((Sandy)) ;0)
great attitude you have and I can tell you love being a teacher and the kids and parents love you. there's always something to be grateful for....thanks for reminding us with your poetic words.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post.
ReplyDeleteabsolutely true! love the critter helping tates the salads LOL thats just awesome!
ReplyDeleteYour spiritual eyesight is 20/20. One of the greatest blessings I can see in you is this beautiful gift to recognize and appreciate the small things that fill your day with such an abundance of beauty and companionship. And... the ability to express and share them with us so that we grow in gratitude with you.
ReplyDeleteMy mother always told us that the world would show us the face we showed the world...today you showed the world your beauty and it's reflection was just shared with us all...lovely lovely post
ReplyDeleteTeachers...they're the unsung heroes.
hugs
Sandi
Very significant post, Sandy.
ReplyDeleteI see in your thought a great wonderful optimism.
Great reflections. I think there's always good and bad around. The secret is our attitude towards it.
ReplyDeleteIt is a nice post! the part about the Moon and a baby being born is very nice!
ReplyDeleteThat is a great post, like a poem of the right kind.
ReplyDeleteI like the photo you put with it too. It fits right in with the bridge photo's.
I'm so glad I read this before heading out for some errands. You've reminded me to be mindful of the beauty in the mundane.
ReplyDeletei love guinea pigs! :D
ReplyDeleteA refreshing read, deeds are more treasured when beautiful thoughts pave its way.
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful post. I loved the things you list as blessings! ...I am thinking of how to respond with a post of my own. It is so important to dwell on our blessing. If we start our prayers with a spirit of thanksgiving, the rest of what we need to pray for falls into place. And to dwell on the good when things are not so good, puts life into true perspective, and keeps us from becoming morose....
ReplyDeleteI really loved the line of the full moon dropping like a baby in th womb....truly beautiful!
I think of the adult recovering drug addicts I tutor who are still trying, even though their parents didn't seem to care enough to make sure they learned how to read....
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post.
Thank you, you’ve reminded me at just the right moment that small things are blessings too and they all add up to something wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI can always think of good things that are in my life, even when i'm feeling like there is nothing.
ReplyDeleteI've added you to my new blogger friends! Can't wait to read more of your posts.
MuchaCostaRica
the hard things is where we show our true depth of character and you have this in abundance!
ReplyDeleteThere is not room on blogger for me to blog my bessings.
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This makes me feel so good...which is just what I needed today... to remember my blessings, too.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sandy.
It's great that you're cool. :) ANd I love these little blessing posts. It does make you think about the good stuff! :)
ReplyDeleteyou are such an amazing teacher. your lucky students.
ReplyDeleteSandy-thank you for the inspiration-I need to do like you and see the good in all the small ways I'm blessed.
ReplyDeleteMany wonderful and expressive thoughts... as always, a wonderful post!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thoughts and blessings! My Sunday BYB is now up--better late than never, eh? :-)
ReplyDeleteYou know how much I appreciate taking time for gratitude … and your list today is a lovely example about how our mind-set and where we choose to put our attention shapes matters. Thanks for reminding us all there is good everywhere … always.
ReplyDeleteHugs and blessings,
Sandy, I love your thoughtful thinking in this post. I also love it when I sense in your writings that the kids that you teach right now, really do appreciate having you there. I think that is wonderful! You know from my own story, how a teacher, a good and caring teacher, can make all the difference in the world.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.