I woke up and began my day with gratitude. Another day to be alive, another beautiful day in paradise. There is much to be thankful for. I began to get an image of three women dancing in the rain. The word I heard was celebration. I continued to take in more and more of my surroundings, two crows talking outside my window, a heavy mist cocooning my house, smaller birds chattering in the trees and my dog standing at the side of my bed huffing and asking for a scratch on the head, and of course his breakfast. Immediately, if not sooner. I began to go about my day, starting the next load of wash, unloading the dishwasher, feeding the dogs and then checking in to see what has happened on FaceBook since I was there last. I continued to see the image of three women dancing in the rain. I was being prompted to write about that this morning. I was having a little chat in my head as I went about my chores. Reflecting upon how many people are having major challenges right now and how it seemed a bit inappropriate to talk about celebration in the face of a natural disaster affecting so many, and a number friends and family members facing serious trauma and stresses in their lives. Really, I was thinking, it is almost absurd to suggest celebrating at a time like this.
The image continued to play in my head, coming more and more to life. The women are smiling, laughing, freely dancing as the rain continues to pour all about them. They are unaware of the chill of the rain, there is no discomfort, lack, sorrow or grief. They are totally immersed in their dance, their celebration, their joy. As more stories tumbled through my head, friends who are in tremendous crisis, loved ones who seem to be at their very limit, suddenly it hit me. I only have influence over one person. Me. I can choose to be immersed in the dance, to focus upon and notice the incredible blessings which are raining down all around me, around us all, or I could continue to contemplate the grief of loved ones, the pain and suffering of people I care about and even those I don’t. My actions and thoughts are not only my gift to myself, and my family, but to all those I come in contact with. That is true for all of us. We are responsible for what we bring to the world. As we choose love and joy there is that much more love and joy in the world. Our state of mind can be contagious. By dwelling upon the challenges the ones I love are weathering, I am not helping them. This is the gift I choose to give to myself and those around me today. Remembering to dance in the rain. To truly celebrate with gratitude and immerse myself in the experience of joy. Maybe just maybe, someone will join me as I dance. Will you?!
With Love and Peace, Ease and Grace, and Joy and Gratitude.
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Photo courtesy of Krista LePiane