All the things I can think
Hitting the sack early tonight to cuddle with my kadai kutty. Saturday night sleepover is a treat that both of us look forward to. I cuddle him a little tighter and longer knowing that this weekly ritual has a shelf life.
Deeply grateful for this Saturday night cuddle therapy with this life sized love.
There were about eight or nine of us gathered virtually. It was a reunion with my friends from 11th and 12th standard. It has been 27 years since we graduated from high school. How is it possible that 27 years have passed by and yet it all feels like just yesterday? It was a good hour and a half of light hearted conversation.
While we may have changed as people and our life circumstances have changed, I am grateful that the group dynamics have stood the test of time. 11th and 12th grades were a special part of my growing up years because of this bunch. I developed a strong sense of belonging and thrived in those two years. Beyond thankful for that experience.
Celebrating and expressing gratitude for the little moments this week brought.
Tudlu for now.
Dragged Ram into one of my volunteering projects today. It was so much fun creating something with him. Honestly, there is no better way to bond than over an activity. Be it cooking, gardening, hiking, doing jigsaw puzzles, book clubs, or in our case creating a video. I am grateful that Ram indulged me today. I am thankful for the time spent with him over this activity.
Thankful for a day of focused and disciplined work. It’s not the volume of work rather when work is fragmented and scattered that I find myself drained. Glad that I had the luxury to follow through on my To Do list at work without having to squeeze them between calls every half hour. It was a long, hard working day but I got a lot done.
After we reviewed the dance item we have learnt so far, my dance teacher called out my name. My heart skipped a beat. I was pretty sure that I had done something sloppy and was caught red handed in the act. Unexpectedly, my teacher had a heartfelt word of appreciation and encouragement for me. She said I have improved as a dancer and that my passion for the art form shows. My heart was overflowing with gratitude that instant.
I am grateful for all the twists and turns that brought me here under my teacher’s guidance and the continued journey. Gratitude to my tribe. If this art form were to be an individual pursuit, I would have crashed and burned long back. Lucky that my path crossed with a nurturing group that supports and lifts each other up. Gratitude for being able to experience life at a different level because of the art form.
Forget about studies that indicate how being in nature is good for your mental and emotional well being. All you need to do is wear your walking shoes and step out of your house. And every time I manage to do that I feel so lucky to be able to take a walk, witness the changing seasons, and soak in the breathtaking beauty of Mother Nature.
I know I sound like a broken record as I have probably written this only a gazillion times on this blog. Therein lies the beauty of it, every time the experience feels new and fresh. Isn’t that something to feel thankful for? Boatload of gratitude to Mother Nature for replenishing and rejuvenating us.
Feeling thankful for a heart to heart conversation with a dear friend. Thankful for some constants that I can count on in an ever changing world.
In each of these cases, the sum of the individual parts is certainly greater than the value that each of us brought individually. The experience is richer because of the collective effort and contribution. I have great admiration for folks who see an opportunity and have the knack to bring people together so everyone benefits out of it.
Gratitude to people who act as the connecting tissue for the benefit of the greater good.
Paying gratitude for the little moments that this week brought.
Hope you had a week that was overflowing with little moments of gratitude.
Thoughts Unlimited 