Fertilizing My Land

Appreciation is fertilizer for the soul.
- Valynnda Slack

The other evening, on Sunday, I had a good sized group of friends come out with me to celebrate my birthday. There were cards and presents, a free meal, drink and dessert. I invited them out but that's all I was asking for. Their company. The extra everything else was just a double blessing on top of just having them hang out. I tried to express my thanks... though I do not know how well I actually communicated it.

We had a good time. There was alot of laughing, some getting to know one another better and porn names decided for the whole crew. Fluffy Merrimac was my personal favorite. A new boyfriend joined the group so that's always fun... when someone new comes around... someone who might or might not be in it for the long haul.

When I got home and settled in... ready to pass out because it had been a good but long day, I got to thinking about how loved I felt and how much I felt myself loving each of them. Each for different reasons, each in different ways. Pure gratitude is what I felt as I went to sleep on Sunday night and for that also, I felt gratitude. It's amazing to me how quickly appreciation multiplies once it starts. Does it mean I will always see everything as perfect? No. There will be plenty that I won't. But - there will be plenty that I do. When I don't feel gratitude, when I feel something is wrong... it's just a signal that something needs to either be changed or possibly just ignored. Kind of the difference between a bug inside or outside of your house. One you ignore, the other you kill.

Either way... the warm, fuzzy feeling that is gratitude woke me up from a spiritual slumber the other night. It was the first time in a while that I had felt it. My soul really was needing it. Sometimes in life we have a constant or two that is causing us to feel some distress - when that feeling can be overridden by something beautiful - well, it really doesn't get much better than that.