This is the gift—to have the wonderful capacity to appreciate again and again, freshly and naively, the basic goods of life, with awe, pleasure, wonder, and even ecstasy.
Spring is beginning. Enjoy being present, fully in the moment, here and now. Take time, for each moment is a gift. Savor your life right now. Take the gift of life, this present that is wrapped in each moment, and do not steal your own joy away by focusing on the negative, but instead look for the light that is hidden in shadows and blossoms in sunlight.
Release the past and forgive. You will clear the way for creating a life you love. Your willingness to receive will make room for miracles—miracles you would have passed by in your old mindset of scarcity. Truly practice the art of abundance, and see that Life Itself is the hand of God held out, asking you to share the gifts each day has to offer.
The art of abundance is finding the provision in what is right in front of you, seeing the hand of God already giving you what you need, moment by moment. Then sharing the abundant blessings God has given with others. And completing the circle of giving by praising the One who gave the gifts for us to enjoy.
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
One of the hardest lessons we have to learn in this life, and one that many persons never learn, is to see the divine, the celestial, the pure, in the common, the near at hand—to see that heaven lies about us here in this world
Abundance is… cherry and apple blossoms in the spring.
Choice of attention—to pay attention to this and ignore that—is to the inner life what choice of action is to the outer. In both cases, a man is responsible for his choice and must accept the consequences.
W. H. Auden
Celebrating abundance is the best antidote I know of for fear: the fear that whispers there won't be enough for tomorrow, the fear that hisses "things will never improve," the fear that dominates and tortures, telling you that your are helpless and that God has forgotten you. Don't believe it.
Start looking at what you already have. Start with basics like "I'm still breathing." Make it a game to see how many positives there are in your life. Then start counting the little things, the tiny joys a moment can bring. Open your eyes to see the wonder of the world you live in.
I call this the "Abundance is…" game. Here is a sampling:
Abundance is… a cool breeze on a summer evening.
Abundance is… a song to sustain you through a dark night.
Abundance is… blue jays fighting over the birdseed in a bird feeder.
Abundance is… ginger cookies that snap.
Abundance is… the opening chords of the Hallelujah Chorus.
Abundance is… warm hands on a cold winter day.
Start playing this celebratory game by looking at your life. It's not only the little things to be thankful for. It's the things that illustrate potential.
Abundance… is a full tank of gas.
Abundance is…a tree loaded with apple blossoms.
Abundance is…a telephone line that's connected.
Abundance is…flour, sugar, butter, salt, eggs, a recipe, and a kitchen to bake a cake in.
Abundance is… a smiling four-year-old.
Abundance is…a box full of kittens.
Abundance is…an hour to play in the park on a sunny day.
Abundance is…the first day you feel better after having the flu.
Abundance is…a crocus peeking its head out of the snow.
Abundance is the little tight green buds of spring.
Abundance is… a busy airport.
Abundance is… browsing in a fabric store.
Abundance is… when you get more than you anticipated.
Abundance is… sunlight creating rainbows as it shines through a crystal prism.
Abundance is… an understanding friend.
Abundance is… dandelion seeds blowing in the wind.
Abundance is… a thankful heart.
Abundance is…_______________________(make up your own!)
For me and for many of us, our first waking thought of the day is, ‘I didn’t get enough sleep.’ The next one is ‘I don’t have enough time.’ Whether true or not, that thought of not enough occurs to us automatically before we even think to question or examine it. We spend most of the hours and the days of our lives hearing, explaining, complaining, or worrying about what we don’t have enough of…. Before we even sit up in bed, before our feet touch the floor, we’re already inadequate, already behind, already losing, already lacking something. And by the time we go to bed at night, our minds are racing with a litany of what we didn’t get or didn’t get done, that day. We go to sleep burdened by those thoughts and wake up to that reverie of lack….. This internal condition of scarcity, this mind-set of scarcity, lives at the very heart of our jealousies, our greed, our prejudice and our arguments with life…..
There is a pervasive form of contemporary violence to which the idealist most easily succumbs: activism and overwork. The rush and pressure of modern life are a form, perhaps the most common form, of its innate violence. To allow oneself to be carried away by a multitude of conflicting concerns, to surrender to too many demands, to commit oneself to too many projects, to want to help everyone in everything, is to succumb to violence. The frenzy of our activism neutralizes our work for peace. It destroys our own inner capacity for peace. It destroys the fruitfulness of our own work, because it kills the root of inner wisdom which makes work fruitful.
Teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
Psalm 90:12 (RSV)
Wondrous is the strength of cheerfulness, and its power of endurance—the cheerful man will do more in the same time, will do it better, will persevere in it longer, than the sad or sullen.
Most folks are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.