I wasn’t born a saint!
In fact, for most of my 30’s, I was chasing an imaginary rabbit of achievement and success down too many holes that lead nowhere. Living with daily expectations of winning did nothing for my adrenal system, and finally, chronic fatigue became my daily companion.
Anyhow, it’s a long and typical story of meltdown and the shit hitting the fan… if you want to read it, click here.
Suffice to say; during this time of my life, I did not understand the VALUE of appreciation. Nor did I understand the IMPORTANCE of giving thanks.
I was too busy!
Then one morning, something changed.
I was sitting on my verandah and noticed how incredibly blue the ocean was. I allowed myself perhaps a minute to just stare at the sea. I gave silent thanks, just for that moment.
As if on cue, a whale breached from the water and did a back flip!
He did it for me I know it.
And so I gave thanks for another spectacular moment.
Shortly after, he did it again… and so the process began.
And for the rest of the day, I continued to give thanks for all my interactions.
A joyous whale taught me about Gratitude!
For the first time in ages my stress levels went down.
I became very present in the power of now, and from that place I felt safe and at peace.
My negative thinking had less of a hold on me, and my wisdom showed me that if I just kept doing the process of giving thanks, my world was going to get better.