Black Dot Thought #2
A wise woman told me last week that it’s important to show gratitude for the things we value in our lives so the universe knows we are open to its gifts. As social writer and working-class philosopher Eric Hoffer said, “The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.”
I often think about what I’m grateful for, but I don’t say it nearly enough. So here goes.…
1. The drumming song of rain on the flat roof of my house.
2. The amazing French radio station I listen to…I still don’t understand what it says but it makes me feel a little bit more sophisticated than I am.
3. My awesome leather boots with the fleur de lis buttons and the buttery feel of warm leather.
4. Crows, the most misunderstood of any bird.
5. The soles of my hiking boots because they remind me of all the trips I’ve taken and places I’ve walked, from the red dirt of Arizona’s Painted Desert to the alleyways of Venice and the graveyards of Paris.
6. To live in a peaceful country — Canada.
7. Thai food. Thai food. Thai food.
8. Living with a man who loves poetry and a daughter who doesn’t. Good balance. Keeps it real.
9. Every leaf in my backyard. I love the fragrance of them and the look of them (I’ll deal with raking later).
10. Having a nice nose (the only part of my body I never complain about!).
11. The crinkles in the corners of my eye.
12. Candlelight flickering on a stormy day.
13. Watching my cat Eddie’s ongoing delight and sense of wonder at the water dripping from the bathtub tap.