I was surprised to discover how a gratitude practice helped me feel more positive about myself and the world. As a friend explained, “you can’t feel hateful and grateful at the same time.” But are we missing out if we keep our gratitudes confined to a journal we keep in a desk drawer? What could happen if we share our gratitudes with the people who helped create them?
As a kid, I was pretty sure I’d have one of those lives where everything turned out exactly as I’d planned and I’d be confident in all my doings. Here I am mid-forty-ish, and I realize I’m not really even sure what I want to be when I grow up. But I’m working on it. These are my musings about what I consider the most important aspects to the fine art of figuring it all out.