I feel fear that it’s not true. Not with me, not for me.
Then I reassure myself that it really is true: my life is a gift. To me.
Isn’t it fantastic? Incredible and wonderful. Great joy and gratitude.
I am thankful to be reminded of this on days I feel a bit overwhelmed and my focus seems to be on everyone else but me. I have a lot of friends and family having health concerns right now. However, I know I need to take care of myself too to stay healthy and remind myself that my life is a gift! Did my 6000 steps tonight!
Good for you, Robin. Caring for others is commendable, but we must also tighten up our own oxygen mast before assisting others. I wish you and your circle of people the best of luck on your healing journey.
Gratitude for the gift brought to me by all my ancestors.
A smile of enjoyment and appreciation for this moment with a soft blanket, birds chirping outside, fresh air washed by rain last night coming in the window, my cat being very chatty with little chirps of his own and his purring mew, hot coffee in my cup, time to reflect.
A sense of responsibility and determination to continue to do things with my life to make a difference to pay it forward with this gift.
When I say to myself, “My life is a gift,” feelings of joy and freedom from anxiety arise. Thank you for today’s question, as it acts like a cup of coffee, waking my mind and helping me avoid overthinking. When I become entangled in too many thoughts, I often forget that my life is a gift. So, by reminding myself that my life is indeed a gift, I’m also asking, “Why don’t I just enjoy the gift?”
Wishing you all a wonderful day!
I love the coffee comparison and the realization to stop and enjoy. I have been overthinking lately too, while drinking coffee. Tomorrow I will take a break from my self reflection and just enjoy the coffee.
My Ngoc, welcome to the overthinking trap. We, myself included, make things more complicated than they need to be and end up missing out on the beauty happening right in front of our eyes.
First a thought, I think, proceeds the feeling, when I say “my life is a gift.” And that thought is, “That’s not how I generally operate,” followed by, “my life is a… bit busy right now.” Then the thought, I *should* start from my point of my life being a gift; why is that not my default? Saying or remembering that my life is a gift seems to, at least momentarily, change my attitude or perspective to one of less burden and tension in spite of not reducing the number of burdens or tensions. The feeling of needing to be more grateful then arises. And perhaps a feeling of a little more ‘que sera sera’ rather than a feeling of needing to control the day.
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I feel fear that it’s not true. Not with me, not for me.
Then I reassure myself that it really is true: my life is a gift. To me.
Isn’t it fantastic? Incredible and wonderful. Great joy and gratitude.
I am thankful to be reminded of this on days I feel a bit overwhelmed and my focus seems to be on everyone else but me. I have a lot of friends and family having health concerns right now. However, I know I need to take care of myself too to stay healthy and remind myself that my life is a gift! Did my 6000 steps tonight!
Good for you, Robin. Caring for others is commendable, but we must also tighten up our own oxygen mast before assisting others. I wish you and your circle of people the best of luck on your healing journey.
Learning to perceive it that way, a smile appears on my face, feelings of joy arise, humble and of interiority, of gratefulness.
I feel freedom and gratefulness. I don’t owe for it, and it is for me to cherish and steward as well.
Peace, love, hope and a sense of purpose.
Gratefulness of course we never know what’s gonna happen in any given day!
Gratefulness at being alive. It could have been otherwise.
Well said, Pilgrim. Tomorrow isn’t garenteed.
Gratitude for the gift brought to me by all my ancestors.
A smile of enjoyment and appreciation for this moment with a soft blanket, birds chirping outside, fresh air washed by rain last night coming in the window, my cat being very chatty with little chirps of his own and his purring mew, hot coffee in my cup, time to reflect.
A sense of responsibility and determination to continue to do things with my life to make a difference to pay it forward with this gift.
A shift in perspective. A realization about what’s really important in the grand scheme of things. The desire to be kinder to myself.
Lauryn, in a society of 1st world problems, it’s very easy to get stuck in our own world.
Joy and a sense of accomplishment that I have muddled through so much.
So very true for me too!
Feelings of gratefulness, peace, and purpose.
When I say to myself, “My life is a gift,” feelings of joy and freedom from anxiety arise. Thank you for today’s question, as it acts like a cup of coffee, waking my mind and helping me avoid overthinking. When I become entangled in too many thoughts, I often forget that my life is a gift. So, by reminding myself that my life is indeed a gift, I’m also asking, “Why don’t I just enjoy the gift?”
Wishing you all a wonderful day!
I love the coffee comparison and the realization to stop and enjoy. I have been overthinking lately too, while drinking coffee. Tomorrow I will take a break from my self reflection and just enjoy the coffee.
My Ngoc, welcome to the overthinking trap. We, myself included, make things more complicated than they need to be and end up missing out on the beauty happening right in front of our eyes.
Love this, Ngoc! “Why don’t I just enjoy the gift?” is perfect.
Barb, to answer your question, my mind loves to stir up trouble.
First a thought, I think, proceeds the feeling, when I say “my life is a gift.” And that thought is, “That’s not how I generally operate,” followed by, “my life is a… bit busy right now.” Then the thought, I *should* start from my point of my life being a gift; why is that not my default? Saying or remembering that my life is a gift seems to, at least momentarily, change my attitude or perspective to one of less burden and tension in spite of not reducing the number of burdens or tensions. The feeling of needing to be more grateful then arises. And perhaps a feeling of a little more ‘que sera sera’ rather than a feeling of needing to control the day.
Mark, it’s amazing what we’re capable of when we work on our mind.
Gratitude for the gifts which I have been given & the grace to use them generously.
That anything is possible, and good or bad everything will be ok