People might think my life is a walk in the park. It's not. There's no way of knowing, I suppose, how one's happiness compares to other people's.
My effort to incline my mind towards gratitude each evening is intentional and intended to deliberately sweeten my mind which is actually often somewhat sour.
Lately I've been pretty upset at the whole human race for fouling its nest through pollution and environmental degradation. I'm not pointing fingers here. I'm as responsible as anyone else, probably more, being a relatively well-off human being living in the United States. For example, I don't fly much, but I've flown more than my fair share. I heard that the earth could not sustain ONE jet flight for each human being. I've flown a lot more than once, and I'll fly more than once more in my life. So I'm already way over my fair share. But I am trying to shrink my carbon footprint as much as I can.
In any event, I'm grateful for:
- giving some thought to the world I'm leaving behind for my grandchildren,
- clean water to drink,
- a house in a quiet neighborhood in a walkable town,
- clean air to breathe, and
- wholesome, local, organic vegetarian food in my belly.