On January 15, 2016, I joined this challenged to write about being grateful for 100 days. My plan was to blog about it when I completed the challenge. But instead I decided to post it as I go along. This first post is a bit long, so I promise next time it won't be as long. lol
These two weeks have been very interesting and I find myself actively looking for the positive in everyday normal events. There are a number of studies that reveal being grateful is beneficial in numerous ways. I am interested in seeing what this challenge will reveal to me and about me.
Day 1
I have been inspired by my friend, Jean Cardinal, after reading her 100
days of gratitude posted on Facebook. So, she was the inspiration for taking up this challenge. What an amazing human being she is and
her words have really inspired me. Thus, on my first day, I am grateful for her
and her dedication to inspire others.
Day 2
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| Annie and Mary |
Day 3
I am thankful for my friend
Lou Corona, for teaching me how to make almond milk. . Ever since I've learned
to make it myself, I have not purchased it from the store. You get so many real
benefits from making it yourself like quality control and satisfaction of doing it yourself. It is fresh and delicious.
Day 4
I am grateful to authors who pour their heart and soul into their books that serve to entertain and
introduce me to powerful characters and compelling stories.
Day 5
My brother Rossi is still struggling with an assault that left him with
permanent damage on January 9th, 2015. He often talks about a our NYC
trip, which I think, is one of his treasured memories. Today, I am
grateful that he is still in my life. I wanted to do something special for him, so I created a memory of our
trip. I ordered the pictures of our trip to be made into a coffee table book for him.
Day 6
I was talking to a friend recently about how our childhood
relationships form our character and how we relate to one another as adults. It
might appear as unusual to be grateful for my experience at Holy Angels
Residence, in Fort Chipewyan, Alberta, but I am. It was there that I formed a life long bond
with other students from my community. These years taught me sharing, caring and the meaning of true friendship.
Residential school harborer some really dark secrets that left so
many students broken, as I wrote in a letter that was published in the OttawaCitizen, but I am forever grateful for the life long friendships I have. We may not see each other for
years, but when we meet there is an instant recognition and connection because
of our shared experience. To all the women who were in little girl’s room, I
am so grateful we survived and continue to love and live life to the fullest. Thank you for being my life long friends.
Day 7
I am grateful for my home, which I acknowledge is situated in
Algonquin territory. And the fireplace
that is soothing and comforting while winter is swirling outside. As I look
outside my window I am reminded that I am also sharing the territory the
indigenous animals, the wolf, the deer, and the eagle among others. All I have to do is be aware of my
surrounding to see the natural balance of nature in play.
Just a short while ago the wolves downed a deer and shared their
feast with the crows and a lone eagle. Now, how many people get to see this
drama unfolding outside their window? I am grateful to be reminded of the cycle
of life.
Day 8
A few years ago, when I was volunteering at a Theravada Buddhist
temple, I asked the resident monk to bring me a Buddhist icon when he returned
to Canada from Thailand. I was thinking
a tiny jade Buddha. But instead he gave me a beautiful large bronze Buddha statue.
I am so grateful to have been given such an amazing gift, which
reminds me to be patient, compassionate and forgiving. And to being present in the moment
and living everyday with the choices I make and how I conduct myself with
others. It reminds me that our lives
are both infinitely challenging and infinitely rewarding.
Funny story: I used to drive
this monk around to pay his bills and run errands. One day we were running late and I had to
pick up my son from pre-school. (That is how long ago!)
Because I didn’t have time to drop him off before going to get my son he
came with me to the school. I went into
the school and met another mother, who asked if I wanted to go for tea. I told her I couldn’t because I had a monk in
my car. She said, really, I would like to see. I shrugged my shoulder and said why
not and we walked out to my car.
I
opened the back door so she could see him, and she almost died laughing on the
spot. She said, “when you said monk, I
thought you meant you had a Buddha in your car.” The monk, smiled and bowed his
head, but because he didn’t speak English he couldn't understand why we were
laughing so hard with tears running down our face. True story. J
Day 9
In the face of yesterday’s tragedy in La Loche, I find it difficult
to be grateful for myself when I know so many people are dealing with
unimaginable pain.
But I am grateful that I am able to meditate on loving kindness. It is occasions such as these that we need to breathe, focus and pray
for those directly affected by this horrific tragedy. Because whether we are directly involved or
not we have been affected by what happened. Two of my blogging friends have elegantly blogged about the incident. Here and here. I am grateful for their insights.
Day 10
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| Aunt Marie |
I am grateful today and everyday for my one
and only aunty. My aunt Marie demonstrates her love for us through her cooking;
she is an excellent cook. Not only that but she has a wealth of knowledge on
traditional ceremony and our Dene language.
She does not have email or go on Facebook, so she is one of the few people where our communication is either in person or by calling her landline. Yes, no texting with that old chick because she does not have a cell phone. I try to ensure that not too much time goes by between our chats.
She is indeed an exquisite and precious gem. I love her dearly. She is not perfect, but in my eyes she is extraordinary. I am grateful that she is part of my life journey.
She does not have email or go on Facebook, so she is one of the few people where our communication is either in person or by calling her landline. Yes, no texting with that old chick because she does not have a cell phone. I try to ensure that not too much time goes by between our chats.
She is indeed an exquisite and precious gem. I love her dearly. She is not perfect, but in my eyes she is extraordinary. I am grateful that she is part of my life journey.
Day 11
I am grateful for friends who
see something so phenomenal in their friends that they want to introduce them
to each other.Yesterday evening I had an amazing conversation with someone who
was introduced to me by my good friend, Vik.
During our conversation Tanyss asked me how I knew vik, which took me down memory lane. This line of introductions
started when I first moved to Ottawa, over 20 years ago. I moved to Ottawa to take a position with the Federal Government to establish the Indian Claims Commission. I
barely knew anyone in Ottawa at the time. I decided to try to find someone in
the transcendental community so that I can at least continue my meditation with
a group. I called the TM office. Incredibly, Moneca who answered my call was a
former resident of Edmonton. So we had that in common. Not only that she was
also a person who was active in establishing landmark education in Ottawa. I
had taken a number of courses by that time and was familiar with landmark. We
had many long and deep conversations.
Moneca is an extraordinary woman, who is currently in Africa taking
a Landmark course and making a difference to students there. A few years ago, she said, you need to meet Vik, he is
amazing! I called Vik, and we had the
most incredible conversation. He is not
only a graduate of Landmark Education but is a principle owner of UnstoppableConversations. We ended up doing business together. If you want to make a
difference in your life, your work, and in the world, this is the company to contact.
Vik, Introduced me to Tanyss. Tanyss’ intention is to transform a
school in northern Alberta into a place where students will discover their
extraordinary self and soar. After what happened in La Loche, we need to
envision a new reality for First Nations schools.
Thank you Moneca for introducing me to Vik, and thank you Vik for
introducing me to Tanyss.
Day 12
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| Matcha with gold flecks |
At times, I find myself, so grateful for the little things in my
life. For example, to simply enjoy a perfect cup of matcha tea whilst listening to music.
Day 13
I am grateful for friends who remind me of music I've forgotten about, And at this moment for Tchaikovsky’s timeless and
beautiful music, which I listened to again, after reading the above link. Symphony No. 6 “Pathetique” op.74, was written during Tchaikovsky’s difficult period. I’ve heard somewhere that someone asked could
music save your mortal soul? Listen to this piece and you might have your
answer. Watch out for 11:11 Boom!
14 days
On January 27th, I received a gift in the mail. It was a beautiful pair of
naturally smoked moose hide moccasin. They fit perfectly, like my feet are
getting a warm snug hug. Nothing trumps
receiving an unexpected present. I don’t
usually get gifts out of the blue like this and this was a teaching moment for
me. It taught me to be humble and to accept the gift with graciousness but at
the same time, to allow myself to feel worthy.
I immediately called the person who sent it to me to thank her and I
got another gift.
The gift of laughter! Never
fails, she always makes me laugh. She has a quick wit that comes out of
nowhere. Sharing a laugh really does make you feel connected. It is good
medicine. According to an article from
the Mayo Clinic, a good laugh has great short and long-term effects. I
encourage you to call a friend and share a good laugh. I am grateful for these gifts.
4 comments:
Much to be grateful for.. and such a good way to express it. And I think it's cool that you learned how to make almond milk.
I've greatly enjoyed reading your post of 14 days of gratitude.
What clearly emerges from this post is the love and gratitude you feel for your family, friends, and the community in which you were born.
You're also grateful for your home and the little things that give one pleasure in life such as a cup of favorite tea, small gifts, laughter.
You don't forget to express gratitude to authors for their books, and composers Tchaikovski) for their music.
Inspiring, and well-written!
Thank you Hilary for dropping by. :)
Duta, Thank you for your comment. Being grateful is sometime difficult but getting easier all the time. :)
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