(I was able to get my computer working for a little while, so I am writing a post just in case. Tomorrow, I will be taking it to Staples to try and figure out what is going wrong. There is a problem with a sound driver, plus something in a configuration that is affecting my firewall (Aargh!). That could be horrible, or it could be something simple. Hopefully, it is the latter.
I have written before about my computers dying young, but this is new to me. It was never program issues; it was always problems with casings or hard drives or..., but never programs. This is my new computer, which I have only had a couple of months, so this is really
kind of very frustrating. I should be grateful that I have a computer at all. And, hopefully, it will be home again tomorrow night, all fixed as good as new.)
Many years ago, I saw a woman named Sarah Ban Breathnach on the Oprah show. Oprah had read her book, and wanted to meet the author and introduce her to the world. Ms. Ban Breathnach's book was entitled, "Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy."
I have written about gratitude journals before, but I wanted to talk more about what they can do versus what they are about this time. (Also, I had given the wrong book title by the same author the first time.)
The simple act of looking around your surroundings and seeing, actually seeing, what you have is huge. No, I was never told to clean my plate, because of starving children in Africa: my mother said they could not get my leftovers, anyway. However, we did not have very much in the manner of physical items. We had a lot of family, though.
Over the years, I moved further away from my childhood family and lost some members along the way. I drew, understandably, closer to my adulthood family. I will admit, I had begun to take the abundance of what my family had for granted. Taking it for granted meant not being grateful for the fact that I had abundance.
The time I spent keeping a gratitude journal really helped me realize how much I had and made me truly appreciative of the physical items around me, as well as the love of my family. I suggest this for everybody, whether there is an abundance of physical items or not, because it really is not a matter of how many things one has.
Since my divorce, I have had many pity parties for myself because of all I had to get rid of - some was sold at yard sales, some was donated to charitable organizations to sell - instead of being grateful for what I was able to keep.
This year has been difficult for me - very much so. I will be moving again, and I need to rid myself of still more items. Money has been tight. There have been family struggles. And more friends have passed away.
Tonight, I had a personal wake-up call. I still have a lot! If I did not, I would not have to rid myself of things, right? Be grateful for what I have! Be grateful for what I have to get rid of for the enjoyment it has brought me! Be grateful for those who might be blessed by this action! Be grateful for what I will be able to keep!
Most of all, though, I think the lesson is to be grateful for living. Living where I do in a very scenic area which many people pay money to visit every year. Living in the time I am on this earth with its modern amenities - electricity, clean running water, education, etc. - that we think are necessities. Being aware that there are people in other areas who would consider our necessities as luxuries.
Time to climb off my soap box for today. (Be grateful that I, as a woman, am able to freely express myself.) It is my hope that others will take time to be grateful for their lives and to...