I live in a country, where once a year, on a thursday, we all are reminded to take a moment to be grateful. To express our thanks. To celebrate the abundance that is already (that was always already - for my english geekery friends) present in our lives. On the third Thursday in November, most Americans gather around a table with friends and family to give thanks (and to gorge on turkey as well. Speaking of which, I have a forthcoming post on the feast my sister cooked.)
As a student and a teacher of yoga, I am intimately aware of the power of cultivating a practice. The conscious practice of gratitude in my life, has the power to be transformative. There are plenty of studies and well written persuasions I could quote, but suffice it to say that cultivating a gratitude practice, or writing a gratidude journal, can help to heal many upon many of life's stresses, ills, traumas, and aches and pains.
And so, stealing the name (Thankful Thursday) from a dear friend, I would like to try my hand at one of these weekly blog themes...
Today, I am thankful for being so closely in contact with my electrical power source. There is a generator and a battery bank and solar array within feet of my house. And so, unlike the many who have been living, unexpectedly and unprepared, without power for many days on the East Coast in the wake of Sandy; when my power system goes down and leaves us without electricity, it is immeninently manageable to fix. And I don't have to wait on some nameless person from a faceless company to figure it out.
Today, I am thankful for my Darling man who tends to such electrical failures with a love and patience I find it hard to muster for that which is not animate.
Today, I am thankful for the ease and convenience of electric lighting and refrigeration and watching a decades-old taped Nutcracker performance on VHS.
Today I am thankful for my students. And for my teachers.