I can’t help but count and cherish my blessings.
This fall is a milestone for me, its been 5 years since my divorce and deciding to put down my roots on the North Shore. I have an amazing community of family, friends, colleagues and clients now, and I am doing interesting, fulfilling work in service to helping people live their best lives. My heart is happy living so close to the majestic ocean as I can visit her anytime I like and let her waves crashing on the surf soothe and recharge me.
Of course, I still have my fair share of stress between being in graduate school and running a multi-faceted business, but there is so much I am grateful for. My life is better than I ever imagined it could be, and as hard as it was, my divorce was the biggest blessing of all. Once I was able to let go of attachment to what I thought my life should be like and allow it, instead, to unfold in its own delightful and inexplicable ways, it became a gift instead of something broken.
As Rumi says:
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and attend them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
Who violently sweep your house
Empty of its furniture.
Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.
What losses have cleared space in your life for something wonderful?
Take a few moments today to count and cherish the blessings in your life and appreciate the gifts that come from unexpected places.