Welcome to the first post in a new series I’m going to start on my blog titled “The Gratitude Journals”. It is my personal goal that every Sunday, I am going to write a post about something/someone I am grateful for. Perhaps some weeks it will be in a list format, or perhaps it’ll be a more detailed story I have to share. Nevertheless, it’s a weekly commitment I’m making to myself to share and spread the gratitude. Each and every one of us, after all, has so much to be grateful for… An endless, infinite list of things to celebrate in this life. How easy it is to forget that sometimes. It has to be a choice to make gratitude the focus in our lives so that we attract more of those positive and life-giving experiences and people. Your energy is your life force, and it drives all that you do and all that you attract. So you better make it good!
In the end, I’m starting this series not only because I know it will better my existence, but also in hopes that it will inspire you to better your own. Maybe it’ll have you thinking more often about your own story and your own blessings. I sure hope so.
Sunday just feels like the right day to write about this. Not only is it God’s day in many monotheistic religions, but it’s also just a day of peace for so many regardless of spiritual beliefs. I have my weekends off from work and school, and although I’m usually busy with homework and studying during the school year, I always try to make Sunday’s a deliberate day of relative relaxation so that I can start my week of on the right foot. Sundays are beautiful days of reflection and collection.
This Sunday in particular has been one filled with video editing, chai tea lattes, and harry potter! It’s currently 5:00 pm and I’m sitting on my couch, trying to focus on this blog post as I hear the background noise of some man outside my window struggling as he moves a latter, and Alastor Moody scolding one of his students in The Goblet of Fire. As I sit here and think about some of the many things I have to be grateful for, I keep coming back to music. Music has always been incredibly therapeutic and rejuvenating for me. It has been one of the most consistent companions I’ve had in this lifetime, as it’s seen me through the light and dark that life has presented.
There’s nothing that exhibits the kind of beauty that music does. Music is magic. It’s breathtaking and incomparable. I can’t imagine life without music.
I’m actually heading to a concert tonight to enjoy some incredible music, and it’s a funny story how it all came together. My friend, Jorge, told me he had an extra ticket to see Miguel a few weeks ago. I immediately said I’d be more than happy to take that ticket off his hand, but soon realized that I actually already made plans for the day of the concert. One of my best friends just moved back home after living in LA for 4 months, and today was supposed to be her welcome home party. I sadly had to cancel with Jorge (and Miguel), and he offered the ticket to another friend of his.
This morning I had every intention of going to the welcome home party that had been planned for over a month. I told Jorge I was jealous and would be vicariously experiencing the concert through his snapchat. As it turns out, the party got cancelled last minute. I was bummed because I realized that I could’ve actually gone to the concert, but now the ticket was already given to somebody else.
Just minutes later, Jorge told me his other friend got called into work and he officially had another ticket again! It was so serendipitous and spur of the moment. So now I’m heading out to this concert in an hour, feeling really centered and amazed at how everything seemed to fall right back into place. I suppose the Universe wants me to go drool over Miguel and his beautiful music tonight; I’m not complaining. It’s so funny how life unfolds.
I’m grateful for music. For its tremendous power to move people and to heal the broken. For its incredible ability to speak to the very core of our existence as humans. For its community and camaraderie.
As much as I could sit here and write for hours about my favorite artists, songs, lyrics, and concerts, I’ve got to get off my butt and get ready for this Miguel concert! Eeeeek I’m so excited.
Before I sign off, though, I want to ask you: What are you feeling incredibly grateful for? What serendipitous moments have occurred recently that have shown you how truly incredible, mysterious, and wonderful this life is? Spend some time meditating on those two questions, and I guarantee the answers will lift your spirits. What a joy it is to be alive! What a joy it is to be humming and dancing and singing along to the soundtrack of our lives!