It’s been a really long week–again. Today wasn’t particularly eventful, but the week contained its share of mental and emotional turbulence. Nothing major, just a lot of bumping and jostling. I am grateful for weeks end, if somewhat worn out from the ride. I will not write much tonight. I find I don’t have much to say.
Gratitude is present nonetheless and deserves its nightly mention. I am grateful to be able to laugh, no matter what else is going on. Martha Beck says, “The more stressful, dangerous, baffling or unpleasant your situation, the more important it is to laugh at it.” I don’t think my situation could be considered dangerous, but it has definitely been stressful, totally baffling and at times quite unpleasant. Nevertheless, funny things happen and I laugh. I don’t often laugh about my situation; there’s not much in it that I find funny. But sometimes the sheer ridiculousness of various incidents and occurrences call for the occasional incredulous snort of laughter as if to say, “Seriously??”
I am also grateful for the beauty and intrigue of the natural world. I continue to watch the eagles’ nest, their well-constructed aerie perched high in a treetop in the Iowa countryside. I find the activities in the next quite fascinating and have a tab dedicated to it so whenever my browser is open, I can hear the sounds from the nest and can flip over and look at whatever in the nest is generating the noise. I’ve enjoyed watching the eaglets wobbling clumsily around the nest on their oversized feet during the day and flopping their wings over and into each other as they sleep in the evenings. I’m not sure why I find it so entertaining, but I do enjoy watching them and will keep an eye on them for as long as the camera is trained on the nest. I at least want to see the eaglets grow large enough to leave the nest and hope I can see at least one of them take off. Not until they’re ready, however.
I am hopeful for a good weekend. The weather is supposed to be beautiful and I plan to make at least one trek around the Park with the dog. I have a lot to think about and a lot to do. I need to do some planning, mapping out some potential future scenarios that may help me determine my “what’s next.” Perhaps I’ll start that this weekend. I believe there are changes afoot for me pretty soon. I might as well start getting ready for them.
I hope my energy rebounds so I will be able to continue expressing my gratitude in a coherent and engaging pieces of writing. I’ll do my best! In the meantime, I invite and encourage you to find your own unique way of expressing your gratitude out there in the world. We each can find something to be grateful for in each day if we but look for it.
