I remember a day,
years ago,
when I was driving to work,
heading towards Boulder and the mountains
from Louisville . . .
the foothills
were in full colour
and the mountains behind were lavender and still snow-covered.
My car heater was on,
but I had the windows open.
I suddenly had this feeling
that a golden beam of light
was shining down,
right on me.
I felt so very truly blessed,
just by my existence,
just in the middle of a normal,
every day life.
I was not actively counting my blessings either . . .
it seemed like the light stayed with me through my work shift,
and fairly glowed out of my skin.
I don’t remember
that I was particularly happy about anything in particular that day . . .
it sort of just struck me out of the blue.
It was stronger than when I write in my gratitude journal,
but I feel blessings and gratefulness are connected.
Perhaps it was the Universe,
the Divine,
sending me a message,
letting me know that I counted enough
to receive this gift,
letting me know I was loved . . .
that I was not just one rose in a field of a million other roses
that looked just like me,
not just one little sparrow an a flock of thousands . . .
Maybe
the Universe wanted me to know
that ‘his/her/its eye is on the sparrow,
so I know he/she/it watches over me too.♥
I know that road well, Sparrow! I no longer live on the Front Range, but at one point in my life I lived in Boulder and worked in Lafayette. So my work commute was the opposite direction as yours. I often did the commute by bike. At least for part of that time, I don’t think I owned a car yet. I guess that there are actually a couple of main roads between Boulder and Louisville, but I’ve driven the other one a lot too.
And perhaps you are clueing us in a little on your choice of names for our Daily Question blog?
My niece
lives in Lafayette,
dear Elizabeth.
That drive to the front range
is just beautiful,
isn’t it?
Love the Flatirons . . .
‘choice of names for our Daily Question blog’???
Help me out. ♥
Sparrow, I could not reply to your other comment, but thank you for sharing the beautiful story about the kitten you named Sparrow! And I will try to listen to that gospel song sometime; it sounds very special ♥️
Thank you for asking,
dear Elizabeth . . .
sparrow
was a significant creature in my spiritual life. ♥
3
Elizabeth H
7 days ago
Yes, it is a beautiful drive!
In regards to my other comment, I had assumed that Sparrow is not your real name, but one that you selected for engagement in the Grateful.org Community. When you wrote,
“not just one little sparrow an a flock of thousands . . .
Maybe
the Universe wanted me to know
that ‘his/her/its eye is on the sparrow,
so I know he/she/it watches over me too.” I thought maybe you were sharing a little of why you identify with Sparrow ♥️
I guess I did,
dear Elizabeth . . .
I was going through a very bad time,
feeling very much alone,
and someone offered me a tabby kitten.
I looked at her speckles and into her bright eyes,
and the gospel song came to me:
”…His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.”
I had a moment just then,
and felt that somehow,
I was being looked after by the Universe . . .
I named that kitten ‘sparrow’.
When she was dying fifteen years later,
I also experienced my first acknowledged experience of Grace.
All of this
is why I chose the username ‘sparrow’–
to remind myself. ♥
ps. sorry for the long explanation
4
Ose
1 week ago
It feels fine, grateful for the joy and the good it counts. in everyone.
If I am in a neutral mood and stop to count my blessings, it sometimes shifts me to increased gratefulness and aliveness. If I am in a good mood and stop and really appreciate my blessings, it also increases my gratefulness. If I am in a bad mood, it doesn’t always seem to shift things to count my blessings. Sometimes when I am in a bad mood, it feels like it’s at a deeper level than my mind thinking about blessings, like almost at a body level. But one huge blessing that I experience at this stage in my life is that I generally sleep well. So I suppose that is something I can really be grateful for– often my mood shifts with the dawn of a new day.
I’m not as prone to the “poor me’s. I have less fear and greater self awareness. I accept the fact that I am vulnerable with more compassion. I’m not so ready to judge myself or others.
My mindset shifts. The ‘whats? and why?’ fall away. My breathe is lighter. Counting Blessings connects me to the Divine. I celebrate being a Beloved Child of God. May others have a Wonderful Wednesday 💫☮️
Carla, have you ever listened to Henri Nouwen’s sermon on being the Beloved? I think it is on youtube. I found this link. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trG7Oh_PopM
It lifted me up at a time I needed to desperately hear its message.
Counting my blessings helps me look past and let go of my agendas. String-pulling tendencies to surround myself with those who give me care the way I prefer are still there despite some improvement. Embracing collectivism and being grateful for the care of my root people by heart prevents me from going down the Buddy System Superteaming LeBron path. I may have been too far gone already, but having awareness at least prevents me from going down that dark road further.
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I find that more blessings appear when I’m grateful for the ones I have.
I also notice that I have less tolerance for those ‘poor me’ people. 🤣
I had issues with this site early yesterday morning… circling back today. Gratefulness happens when I count my blessing. 🙂
My attitude shifts when I count my blessings! It creates a new paradigm with which to look at life. Like in that old adage, my glass is now 1/2 full🥃😊
I feel grateful to God and more at peace.
I remember a day,
years ago,
when I was driving to work,
heading towards Boulder and the mountains
from Louisville . . .
the foothills
were in full colour
and the mountains behind were lavender and still snow-covered.
My car heater was on,
but I had the windows open.
I suddenly had this feeling
that a golden beam of light
was shining down,
right on me.
I felt so very truly blessed,
just by my existence,
just in the middle of a normal,
every day life.
I was not actively counting my blessings either . . .
it seemed like the light stayed with me through my work shift,
and fairly glowed out of my skin.
I don’t remember
that I was particularly happy about anything in particular that day . . .
it sort of just struck me out of the blue.
It was stronger than when I write in my gratitude journal,
but I feel blessings and gratefulness are connected.
Perhaps it was the Universe,
the Divine,
sending me a message,
letting me know that I counted enough
to receive this gift,
letting me know I was loved . . .
that I was not just one rose in a field of a million other roses
that looked just like me,
not just one little sparrow an a flock of thousands . . .
Maybe
the Universe wanted me to know
that ‘his/her/its eye is on the sparrow,
so I know he/she/it watches over me too.♥
I know that road well, Sparrow! I no longer live on the Front Range, but at one point in my life I lived in Boulder and worked in Lafayette. So my work commute was the opposite direction as yours. I often did the commute by bike. At least for part of that time, I don’t think I owned a car yet. I guess that there are actually a couple of main roads between Boulder and Louisville, but I’ve driven the other one a lot too.
And perhaps you are clueing us in a little on your choice of names for our Daily Question blog?
My niece
lives in Lafayette,
dear Elizabeth.
That drive to the front range
is just beautiful,
isn’t it?
Love the Flatirons . . .
‘choice of names for our Daily Question blog’???
Help me out. ♥
Sparrow, I could not reply to your other comment, but thank you for sharing the beautiful story about the kitten you named Sparrow! And I will try to listen to that gospel song sometime; it sounds very special ♥️
Thank you for asking,
dear Elizabeth . . .
sparrow
was a significant creature in my spiritual life. ♥
Yes, it is a beautiful drive!
In regards to my other comment, I had assumed that Sparrow is not your real name, but one that you selected for engagement in the Grateful.org Community. When you wrote,
“not just one little sparrow an a flock of thousands . . .
Maybe
the Universe wanted me to know
that ‘his/her/its eye is on the sparrow,
so I know he/she/it watches over me too.” I thought maybe you were sharing a little of why you identify with Sparrow ♥️
I guess I did,
dear Elizabeth . . .
I was going through a very bad time,
feeling very much alone,
and someone offered me a tabby kitten.
I looked at her speckles and into her bright eyes,
and the gospel song came to me:
”…His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
I sing because I’m happy, I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.”
I had a moment just then,
and felt that somehow,
I was being looked after by the Universe . . .
I named that kitten ‘sparrow’.
When she was dying fifteen years later,
I also experienced my first acknowledged experience of Grace.
All of this
is why I chose the username ‘sparrow’–
to remind myself. ♥
ps. sorry for the long explanation
It feels fine, grateful for the joy and the good it counts. in everyone.
When I count my blessings my attitude shifts.
I am “even keeled”.
I am happy, content & at peace. 🕊️♥️😊
I feel peace in my heart and in my being.
I can breathe again.
I feel much more humble!
If I am in a neutral mood and stop to count my blessings, it sometimes shifts me to increased gratefulness and aliveness. If I am in a good mood and stop and really appreciate my blessings, it also increases my gratefulness. If I am in a bad mood, it doesn’t always seem to shift things to count my blessings. Sometimes when I am in a bad mood, it feels like it’s at a deeper level than my mind thinking about blessings, like almost at a body level. But one huge blessing that I experience at this stage in my life is that I generally sleep well. So I suppose that is something I can really be grateful for– often my mood shifts with the dawn of a new day.
I am fortunate to sleep well also. 6 to 7, but most usually uninterrupted.
Good sleep is indeed a blessing.
I’m not as prone to the “poor me’s. I have less fear and greater self awareness. I accept the fact that I am vulnerable with more compassion. I’m not so ready to judge myself or others.
My mindset shifts. The ‘whats? and why?’ fall away. My breathe is lighter. Counting Blessings connects me to the Divine. I celebrate being a Beloved Child of God. May others have a Wonderful Wednesday 💫☮️
It does for me too,
dear Carla . . . ♥
Carla, have you ever listened to Henri Nouwen’s sermon on being the Beloved? I think it is on youtube. I found this link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=trG7Oh_PopM
It lifted me up at a time I needed to desperately hear its message.
My so called ‘problems’ begin to vanish into the ether, allowing space for blessings to flow. Peace, love and may all have enough.
Thank you,
dear Joseph,
for reminding me
that I do indeed
have enough. ♥
Thank you Joseph.
Counting my blessings helps me look past and let go of my agendas. String-pulling tendencies to surround myself with those who give me care the way I prefer are still there despite some improvement. Embracing collectivism and being grateful for the care of my root people by heart prevents me from going down the Buddy System Superteaming LeBron path. I may have been too far gone already, but having awareness at least prevents me from going down that dark road further.