Thanksgiving Renewal: 11.25.16

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11/25/16

7:18pm

I woke up this morning somewhat renewed after a successful Thanksgiving evening with family and friends. 

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I cleaned the kitchen and found myself very much enjoying the process of cleaning. I have never enjoyed the process of cleaning. On the best of days I have been indifferent to it, knowing that the results of the labor would be worth it, but enduring the process itself as just tolerable. Yet, today, I enjoyed it and I took care in it. 

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I felt, in this cleaning process I am loving this tiny kitchen that is currently mine. I am loving what I have. I am honoring it being under my care as a tool in my life. A tool that has helped create many glorious and nourishing meals. The thought came into my head as I rinsed a pot, “Love what you have and you will have more to love,” like a Divine voice entering the moment to guide me on my path. 

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I took notice of my tiny apartment that I love, tiny as it is. I felt gratitude for it coming into my life, as if chosen to be cared for by me. That felt important. I looked at my beautiful boyfriend; complicated, flawed, frustrating, challenging man that he is. Yet here he is – he is how I ended up in this wonderful apartment, by the way – here he is in my life, challenging me into my own growth. That is something deep to love. 

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I went about my day curious as to each action I was taking: how are each of these moments an opportunity to honor my life? To honor what I have been given? I walked slowly through the rain pondering this as my feet got wet. A car drove by and I smelled the exhaust and my heart plummeted into sadness. How can I allow this abuse of the Earth to continue? What do I do about it? 

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I looked toward the sky and then toward the ground and felt an immense energy well up through the pavement, as if I were walking on a pulsating field of grass. I felt an answer pierce my awareness: “Trust that I know how to care for myself and that I am here to care for you. Continue to do as you are, to honor your life. With that kind of care, you contribute.” 

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I continued walking, imagining my heart as a continuous outward spiral of love. I am to give as much love as I can at all times, even as I feel I am encountering the energy of hatred, betrayal and harm. And so I must give love to all areas of myself and my immediate world, as I did this morning, loving my kitchen. When I got home I took off my wet shoes and socks and walked about the apartment admiring my precious bare feet and how they hold me upright every single day. 

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I considered these blog posts. I thought that perhaps, moving forward, each one will be a next entry in the Love Letter to My Life.

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