If I ever find myself in a place of unrest, anxiety or confusion I begin to give thanks. Even if I am in the shittiest of shitty moods or the worst has happened I can find something to be grateful for. Sometimes, I don’t want to but I cannot escape the truth of my choice.
The truth is that we all have an abundance of things to be grateful for. Most of these things are not things.
As most of us in the west sit down and break bread together, giving thanks for the blessings in our life on this day, I have a suggestion…
Wake up tomorrow and do the same. Then the next day and the next and so on. Giving thanks one day a year and exchange gifts/memories on another is great but will provide nothing repetitious ritual.
Every day is ripe for giving thanks.