#54: A Yard Full of Praise
Saturday, August 22, 2009
A SP member wrote recently of how she gives thanks when she exercises. This afternoon I decided to follow her example while mowing the front lawn.
When I started it was a typical hot and muggy Central FL afternoon. A blah, gray feeling had wrapped itself around me. But as I began mowing, a breeze kicked in and lasted until I was finished. In no particular order here are some of the things I gave thanks for during the half-hour this took me:
* That I am alive and functioning rather well. That I am fairly healthy and can see and hear and taste and feel and that I experience happiness and compassion and sympathy and sometimes sadness.
* For the cool breeze and the smell of freshly cut grass and how nice the yard looked when I was finished.
* For my friend Tom and the lawnmower he bought me last year when mine broke and I couldn't afford to get a new one.
* For my nurse practitioner who gave me a good bill of health after yesterday's annual physical and for the doctors and lab people who assist me throughout the year.
* For my family and friends and their families, that they remain well and safe.
* For our military, firefighters, law enforcement and corrections personnel who risk their lives that we and our country remain free and protected.
* For having a home to live in and a radio and TV to listen to and watch.
* For my pets that I've rescued from a life on the run and for their companionship and playful antics.
* For the flowers and plants in the yard that produce such vivid colors.
* For the orange and grapefruit trees in the back yard that offer up sweet and juicy fruit each year.
* For my neighbors who always seem to be around when I need help with something.
* For the frequent rain we receive that turns the grass a brilliant green and that helps replenish our aquifer.
* For SP counting cutting grass as cardio.
* For all of the SP members who offer encouragement and support every day. Although time does not allow me to always thank everyone individually for their kind words, I am grateful for your caring attitudes. You may never know how your words pulled me out of despair. Thank you all.
As I finished mowing, I realized the blah, gray feeling had disappeared. The endorphins from the exerise kicked in I suppose but most of all I believe I felt happier because I turned my focus off of me and onto other people and things.
Maybe that's something we need to do more often. I realize I do. Have a blessed weekend.