making space

If you take a shovel to your soul and, choosing an appropriate corner, dig out a little space, that gratitude starts to trickle in. 

Nothing has changed. The circumstances still suck. Your boss isn’t any more empathetic, your partner hasn’t started vacuuming any more often, but slowly at first, that hole fills with water.

Then you might start scooping that water out and discover you can’t—it rushes in faster than you can drink it, faster than you can empty it, faster than a thousand pumps and buckets can try to drain it, calling in construction crews and backhoes to no avail. 

Give gratitude an inch and it’ll give you a mile back. Make space for it and it will come.

The same is true for joy, hope, peace—but also anger, rage, and vitriol.

What will you make space for?

Thank you. Let’s have a great day.