On the two thousandth, three hundredth, and thirty-third consecutive day of this blog, I am celebrating the first use of the word “Celebrating” in a post title.
I am also celebrating
the rich availability of relevant imagery all around me,
seeing my guitar hero, Pat Metheny , with one of my friendship heroes later today,
my son’s imminent arrival from Scotland on a newly-instituted direct flight from Edinburgh to Boston,
the popularity of my Coping and Healing therapy groups at work,
the resilience of the people I meet every day,
my own resilience,
the relative absence of carpenter ants in our home-by-the sea, Squanticello,
visitors to my blog,
Boston accents (deemed the second sexiest in the United States) ,
different ideas,
puns (and more “elevated” forms of humor),
brains,
hearts,
guts,
gifts ,
smiles ,
keepers,
art,
wishes,
self-expression,
baseball season,
flowering trees and flowers,
sunshine,
freedom,
deliberately and consciously leaving behind guilt, shame, and fear with every step, and
whatever else I can find to celebrate, every precious moment.
I am celebrating all those things, and more, by sharing my images from yesterday.
I am also celebrating a new sidewalk, above, which will prevent the kind of trips that landed me on the ground with a torn rotator cuff fifteen months ago.
I’m celebrating trees and Pat Metheny with this tune that was playing yesterday while I was walking that new, safer sidewalk to work.
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What might you be celebrating, here and now?
As always, this blog celebrates the power of gratitude, every day.