Wednesday, March 22, 2017

“Reflect upon your present blessings–of which every man has many–not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.”

~ Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol and Other Christmas Writings

I wake later than usual this morning–a heavy waking that feels as if I am crawling through Jello. I surface from a dream in which we are busy packing and preparing to move back to Canada. As my mind begins to clear I think it is Friday.


A consequence of last evening’s busyness and lateness to bed. On top of that I’ve got an appointment this morning so I’m feeling rushed before the day even begins.

I ground myself,  calm my mind, settle into gratitude for the simple blessing of sitting in bed sipping coffee. I read some scripture, wrangle a few words, and gently allow the day to take form.



I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. In the hurly-burly of clearing out yet another house, my sisters and I often eat late, which results in indigestion and poor sleep. Last night? Too many fries for a stomach used to healthy food.

    I must pay attention to the “many” and “some” implications in the Dickens quote. Thank you, Linda.

    1. I’ve noticed, as I have aged, how much more of an impact what I put into my body has on how I feel–and sleep. One of those blessings of growing older, I suppose. Thinking of you as you work through the house clearing, Marian.

  2. Gratitude. That’s a big word. I feel gratitude every day. The roof over my head, the salary to pay the bills, the love of family and friends. I am blessed.

    1. You have a great attitude, Karen!

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