I've fallen off the daily gratitude journaling in recent weeks (months?) but I had the thought that gratitude journaling has a common purpose. By taking time to reflect at the end of the day to identify things for which I am grateful, I also allow myself to remember each of those occurrences. The remembering has the impact of creating a memory. Actually, it has the impact of creating several memories--exactly however many things about which I journal. Then I don't have to worry any longer about wasted days. Abundantly grace-filled days flow naturally, every day.
At the same moment, I recollected that when I was writing posts for this blog daily, I was also creating memories--ones particularly valuable to me. The purpose of this blog has been to serve as a shared platform for me to wrestle with the questions that I encounter on the path of my intention to live consciously.
On tests of motivation, I consistently score highest for learning and growing and making a contribution. (I've never understood being motivated about getting stuff.) On the days that I write in this blog, I am learning and growing, and, for those who receive value from the posts, I am making a contribution. From my perspective, that is the stuff from which real memories are made. I am receiving a gift of value and giving one.
Last night I restarted recording gratitude in my journal again. I was sure to include that I wrote in my blog, and I learned something about myself. Furthermore, I had an entry for the side of the journal in which I record gifts that I've given.
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