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Good morning, Thank you. Goodnight, Thank you.

A little over a year ago I was introduced to a daily habit with the promise that it could change my life. It was simple. For 30 days let the very first thing you say in the morning and the very last thing you say in the evening be "thank you." To take a moment, and shift perspective in any way that you can, towards gratitude. 

Somewhere along the course of the last year, I forgot this practice. I woke up last week and, for some unnamed reason, I remembered this practice. I said thank you to the air in my lungs and the beating of my heart. I laid in bed a few moments to soak in the feeling and sincerity of my appreciation for of these gifts. The shift I felt from the practice was nothing grandiose or dramatic, just a subtle warmth.

After a week of swimming to remember this when I wake and when I lay my head down at the end of the night, I am feeling the effect. I feel how the warm wash of gratitude that can reset my heart and mind is becoming more available and more potent. And, in the awareness that I have been drawing to my mindset first thing and last thing in the day, I notice how important this reset is. All too often my mind is in some place of worry, scarcity, or lack when I wake and at the end of the day. Almost every time I remember to do this little check-in I get to notice that my thoughts have been swirling, unconsciously, in a heavy place. I am finding that this gratitude practice does not eliminate those worries or paint over them- rather, I feel myself expanding. Able to hold gratitude alongside all of the other pieces of myself.

I believe that it is the billion small moments that alchemize the big things. I believe the subtlest of forces can be the most powerful. I'll be committing to this practice for the coming 3 weeks (and very likely, beyond) and invite you to join me.This is not about doing it right. It is about listening deeply and choosing the whole of who you are and the grace of body, mind, spirit. 

With love,



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