That strip of paper in the glass bubbler records my first offering of gratitude. I love the aesthetic. I am going to make the strips of paper different colors. That will be pretty!
The strips have a place for the date, person, and thing that person is grateful for on that date.
So, if you come to my house, you will be invited to participate.
I think after they are read on New Year’s Eve, I will string them up somewhere.
Then, they will live on as positive thoughts in the air, each string representing a year of gratitude.
This is some pretty hippie shit, but I’m into it.
You know what? Even thinking about gratitude has started the healing process.
I know I will bump into poisonous, painful feelings in the future. They’re a natural thing. But they’re not meant to be ruminate upon.
If I’m going to ruminate, it’s going to be on things I’m grateful for.