Grateful for those blisters
It is easy to be grateful when our cup of life is full.
But to find gratitude when the river is dry, and our soul despairs, is the measure of our character.
Easy is it to fall into entitlement. As if we are owed a particular lifestyle. To bemoan the not-so-good, or frankly bad.
Gratitude as a life practice insists on finding the good, true, and beautiful in blisters, hunge,r and cold.
Gratitude as a spiritual practice asks us to go deep into the well of our being when we feel lonely, broken down, discarded.Â
If not a butterfly, an ant. If not an ant, a snowflake. If not a snowflake, a rock, telling you a story that transcends our existence.Â
Photo Taken November 27th, Article published November 29th, 2025
