Today, I woke up to the sound of much rain and wind. It was stupid am (that's the official time), and I had set my alarm clock to go to the gym before work. I pondered not going. The weather was terrible; very wet, very windy, cloudy and cold.
And as I sat on the sofa, drinking my morning coffee in my pajamas and debating whether to get dressed in gym clothes or work clothes, I felt this wave of gratitude wash over me. I have been practising gratitude for a few years now and it has truly transformed my life and how my senses take on the Universe around me. Gratitude has reshaped my mind and has given me a new trust in the world and all the good and kindness within it. Because as I was mulling over to workout or not to workout, my gratitude muscles kicked in and this is what I knew:
I was grateful for the warm, comfy bed where I had rested, and which would be waiting for me at the end of the day.
I was grateful that I had a gym to workout in, instead of having to run outside in the rain.
I was grateful for the warm shower I would have in the gym before work.
I was grateful for being dry again after bracing the weather.
I was grateful for the raindrops that would fall on my bare legs and would wake me up to the new day.
I was grateful for the not so glamorous weather that allowed me to concentrate on my book instead of gazing out the bus window.
I was grateful for the almost empty gym.
I was grateful for many, many things. All still from the comfort of my sofa. Because I have learned to believe that there are many things to be grateful for, even if I haven't experienced them yet. I could close my eyes and feel all the items listed above and how good they would feel. I left the house with a smile on my face as I made my way to the gym.
Because happiness waits for no man (or woman). And I certainly am not going to pen myself waiting for the rain to pass. So I learn to brace the weather and find joy where I can. And turns out that's pretty much anywhere.
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