Okay, so you see, I probably could make all kinds of excuses, but truly, believe me, I have none. I just bailed on the last four days of this exercise. You might call it a failure...but, no, I beg to differ. Failure implies trying. And trying implies intention. Well, yes, I did intend to do all 22 days. A meditation every day leading up to Thanksgiving. Easy peasy? Sure. I suppose. But then easy is not always as it appears.
I set out thinking establishing the goal of a daily reflection of those things I am grateful for would be easy. 22 days. 22 entries. No sweat. Just sit down and the gratitude will bubble up and flow from my heart to my brain to my tapping fingers on my keyboard. Well, that implies time, energy and discipline....all three occurring at the same time. Well, sometimes that just doesn't happen.
I went to me doctor today and we were talking about things in general. I expressed (some might call it complained) about those things I want to do that I seem never to have the time, the energy and the discipline to do what I want to do at the same time. My doctor suggested I was putting other people's needs ahead of my own. What's wrong with that, I wondered. Nothing, but it's important, if it is important to you, to make the time, save the energy and exercise the discipline to do those things that inspire, feed and delight my soul.
So in the vein of its never being too late, I am finishing up this series...just in time I suspect...by declaring I am grateful to be able to do so. Praise be for second chances...and even third, fourth or more. And thanks be for finally finding the time, the energy and the discipline all together once again.