Thank You

Today is the day I say “thank you” until it sounds foreign on my tongue. In retrospect, it should feel that way more often.

Today we have gathered and when we look upon the faces around us we see that the cycles of life continue. We have been given the duty to live in balance and harmony with each other and all living things. So now let us bring our minds together as one as we give greetings and thanks to each other as People. Now our minds are one. 

Taken from Braiding Sweetgrass: the Words That Come Before All Else.

Thank you to those who have cracked smiles while passing on walks. Thank you to the store clerks who have been patient. Thank you to the earth for being the ground that keeps me standing. Thank you to the shrubs and flowers and trees for helping the world breathe.

Family, friends, teachers. It would be silly to attempt any proper thank you message here; words are rather useless for this type of gratitude. Just know that, often, when I find myself with time to reflect, I think about you. Frying pans, tennis balls, sleepovers, John Steinbeck, lost letters, pop-up birthday cards, Ikea sharks, badminton, lunch meetings, European road trips. I’m grateful for all that and so much more.

Take some time to think about what matters to you. Think about what you mean to others. There’s so much in this world to be thankful for, yet the path to embracing gratitude is far from linear. Gratitude is not a temporary state of being. It should follow you until the cusp—it isn’t glamorous. It’s exposing yourself and being vulnerable and, above all, achingly honest.

Postscript: a nice NYTimes article on choosing to be grateful.


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