SUNDAY, 16th DECEMBER, 2018
- The wonder of listening to batwings at night.
- The sound of ringtail possums munching on fruit.
- Wet sclerophyll forest
- Dove grey gentle, soft mornings
- Petticoat Petunias, in my found wheelbarrow, and my gifted gnome
- Cool Changes
- Cherries for breakfast
- Cute Christmas cards from work colleagues
- Training / Workout buddy.
- People who lift you up
- Relaxed Lunches
- Coffee (dirty chai!)
OTHER AWESOME THINGS TO BE GRATEFUL FOR:
- Theatre & Performing Arts: writers,directors, performers, technical staff, creatives, support staff, independent spaces..
- Tattoo Artists
- New Tattoos
- Words like Komorebi, which means the sunshinethat filters through the leaves of trees, the interplay between light and theleaves.
- Peaceful nights
- Time spent reading
- Freedom to sleep without the limitation /discipline / demand / need to set an alarm clock
- Days off
- Bakery goods
- Coffee with cream
- Good sleep
- Air conditioning on hot days
Continuing my daily gratitude practice until the Summer Solstice – so this will be the second last post.
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Helen Braewood says
Hi Fabienne. I’ve been following your gratitude blog and have found myself being reminded of the reasons for moving to Vic from Qld this year. I’m still in a transition phase in settling in to new surrounds and an environment that feels so alien to me. I am like a fish out of water, literally.
I decided to practice each day in being grateful for the new experiences, sights, sounds and the amazing old and graceful red river gums in the town! Seeing Melbourne through your eyes has inspired me to step out on my own and taste that coffee and find new places of interest to fill the soul and be grateful that I am alive to be able to make my new choices of chance! Namaste. Helen
Ohhh! Helen, firstly, welcome to Victoria – I didn’t know that you had moved! Are you in Melbourne? Message me on FB and we can meet up for a coffee. I *adore* my adopted city and would be delighted to introduce you to some of the nooks and crannies of a very beautiful city. I found, although I loved it from the moment I arrived, it took me a number of years to actually really *earth* myself in my new land, to hear its song, to feel its breath, to resonate to its heartbeat. Even though it’s the same country, Melbourne and Queensland are so very different culturally, it’s more like moving entire countries than just shifting interstate. And it’s true – just being alive gives us the option of choice. ⭐ Blessings ⭐