For about two months now, I have been writing a diary. No, not one like teenage girls or women usually do. Not on what happened, or what I’ve felt or who annoyed me. π
THANKFULNESS& DREAMS
In this rather new one, I usually write down what I am thankful for in this exact moment, in the morning. And what my heart desires, most. Now.
Amazingly, I feel, even though I don’t always manage to do this activity daily (especially not before school…) this diary has changed my view on many things. The being thankful part is like a new filter on life. The dreams part helps me to better decide how I want to spend my days, who I wish to see, how I would like to be.
thankful for
Leafing through the handwritten pages this afternoon, I noticed that some entries on what I am grateful for reoccur, over and over. The details or situations vary, of course, but it comes down to these aspects.
the feeling of being at home… feeling close to my family that is not close … my boyfriend, without a doubt… my cats…tons of little miracles each day… the friends that take me as I am and make me smile… everything that brings me joy, i.e. dancing, writing, the sun, the lake, the mountains, the job I have … the way I choose to see the world, the little good things that matter …
Can it be this simple? Yes. For now is all that is feasible.