A few months ago I started a practice of sharing with you all what I am grateful for at the end of each month. I began this in hopes that we could together recognize the beautiful moments in our lives, small though they may be, that light a fire under us and make us feel safe, loved and appreciated. I very much plan to get back to that practice in July however I’m having a challenging time with it in June. In interest of being true to myself and as transparent as I can be I’m going to share with you why.
Gratitude in May
I can scarcely believe May is coming to a close and it is already time to reflect on how amazing a month it has been. As I mentioned several weeks ago when I first addressed the topic of gratitude, I am making a conscious effort to recognize and focus on the blessings, big and little, in my life. At that time I first shared what I was feeling particularly grateful for and, to my great joy, you were all wonderful enough to share right along with me. I feel like the practice helped me, and hopefully you all as well, enter into the new month in a much more positive head space.
Since you were all so willing to share the things you were feeling grateful for both with me and with one another, I have decided to try incorporating the practice of gratitude into my blog on a monthly basis. As we near the end of each month I want to take a moment to properly appreciate the amazing blessings the month has brought into my life. I’m hoping you will continue to take part in this practice with me so we can collectively begin each month with full and thankful hearts.

Practicing Gratitude
Gratitude… The topic has been on my mind lately as it feels more and more like life is moving at the speed of light. When I stop and look at my daily existence I’m blown away by how beautiful it is. Of course there are things I would change, like not being ridiculously sick during Coachella and the week following, but in many ways I’m living my absolute dream life. It feels as if over the last twenty-plus years my intuition was led by some distant glimmer of the world in which I wanted to live. It is as if I was guided by a strong hand in the right direction, even when I at times went off course. That isn’t to say that it hasn’t been a bumpy, winding and painful road. It has been and I know it will be again from time to time, but I think those trials and lessons make the good times that much sweeter.

