The resilience of life is astounding. I’ve watched a beloved friend go into an angry depression after the death of her 30-year-old son. When the isolation of the pandemic arrived, she became agoraphobic and started drinking every day. This went on until she was nearly dead and ended up in the hospital and rehab for two months. After coming back home and getting stronger, she was ready to return to the humanitarian practices she had always excelled at doing. And then the house/apartment where she lived burned and she was left with no possessions, not even her beloved cats. Now, almost a month later she has moved into a sweet little place in the woods of Eureka proper, happily planning her future. She hopes to help with homeless cats and people lost in alcoholism. Gratitude is what has brought her through these last three years of personal hell. Every little kindness offered by others, every beautiful flower springing from the bare earth, the moon, the stars, friendship — she is grateful. Namaste, dear Friends …
"Gratitude is much more than a verbal expression of thanks. Action expresses more gratitude than speech." Mary Baker Eddy -Science & Health Page 3:25-26
“What is Heaven but a song of gratitude and love and praise by everything created to the Source of its creation?”A Course in Miracles - T-26.IV.3:5
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