I bless my mind for not exploding and crashing like a computer from all the data this world expects me to know and understand.
I bless my skin as it ages, appreciating its creases and veins as they become the branches of a graceful Japanese Maple tree.
I bless my ears that grant me the privilege of hearing the sounds of the earth and the words of those who love me.
I bless my arms that can hug and cuddle and blend in love.
I bless the veins, muscles and intricacies of my body, flowing without my conscious attention, yet keeping me conscious and alive when I’m emotionally depleted.
I bless my feet for their desire to walk and prance and take me wherever I want to go.
I bless my legs for allowing me to twist and bend in confusing yoga and Tai-Chi positions.
I bless my heart for being open to trust, for not closing into itself, nor hiding against the fears I face.
I bless my whole body, for its strength in standing up to all the aches and pains it gives me as I age.
Most importantly, I bless all my family and friends, without whom I could not bless myself, as well as those people lacking the ability to do themselves.
What or who do you bless?
2022 © Roberta Kuriloff
Lovely, Roberta. We all need to count our blessings.
Thank you Adrienne. Yes, so important to count our blessings.
So beautiful, Roberta.
Thank you Joannah.
I bless the authors who put words to thoughts and emotions and dare to put them out into the world without attachment
What a lovely reminder of the essential nature of a practice of gratitude. In a world that aims to render old women as irrelevant self compassion is all the more important. Thank you so much for this beautiful writing!
Thank you for reading it.
I love this, Roberta! Something to read daily to keep it in conscious awareness. Wonderful!
Beautiful and meaningful words, Roberta. Words to keep in our minds each day, counting our blessings and being aware we have so many blessings to be thankful for.
Thank you for your support and enjoyment of my words.