The toilet roll needs changing, again. And again, and again, and again, and again, and again. Every. Single. Time.Gratitude
The clothes are lying on the bathroom floor, again. And again, and again, and again, and again. Every. Single. Time.
The shoes are left where I’ll trip over them, again. And again, and again, and again, and again. Every. Single. Time.
The light turns red because I’m running late. You get the drift.
The secret to finding grace is to find gratitude amidst frustration.
Simply saying the word, Gratitude, as I’ve been doing lately, and allowing something, anything that you are grateful for to spring to mind, resets the frustration and maybe even the pain. Annoyance is replaced with appreciation.
You trick your brain into forgetting that frustrating thing and instead bask in gratitude for that cute thing your child did yesterday or the sunrise you saw the other morning.
If you can be grateful in the actual moment for the actual frustrating or painful thing then that’s grace on steroids. I’m working on finding that kind of grace.
There’s a lot to be said for gratitude journaling, for #everydaygrateful Instagram hashtags and for meditations focusing on gratitude (I’m doing the Deepak Chopra/Oprah Winfrey meditation series on Gratitude & Grace at the moment).
But I reckon the real power of gratitude is how it unlocks the grace we have inside ourselves, especially when we find gratitude when it’s hard going and not simply in the moments when your kid does that cute thing or the sun rises in splendour.
Grace is not some rare blessing, or good fortune bestowed on those who seem to live a charmed, beautiful and refined existence.
Grace is the elegance of synchronicity, of things falling into place, when we use gratitude to surrender to the universe. We move from annoyance and frustration, straight through acceptance and into gratitude and then magically into grace.
Gratitude and grace are like yin and yang – you can’t have one without the other. Or more correctly you are blind to grace without gratitude. It is gratitude that opens your eyes, your heart and your soul to the gifts of grace.
Right now (well a few moments ago), I was grateful as I lay on the couch, for the winter sun streaming in, even though I’m sick, and this is the second bout of sickness in the last couple of weeks.
Now I’m grateful that I’ve finally finished this post, which has sat half-written for a few days – you know sickness and busyness and all.
And I’ll be grateful to any and all who choose to read it. Linking up (late) with Jess for another IBOT.