As I sit on my couch with pen and paper in hand, light snow is falling outside the window in Washington, DC. The road are pretty empty for 8 o'clock on a Monday morning; most people are able to remain at home in honor of President's Day. I am so grateful I get to sit back and enjoy this beautiful sight, with nowhere to travel on this snowy morning. I can simply stare out the window, watching the snow fall to the ground. That's just the tip of my gratitude list for the week.
I am grateful for spiritual people who share their insights and blessings with the world. Last year was all about Julia Cameron's The Artist Way; now I'm digging into Simple Abundance. Both self-help books encourage readers to be true to themselves and express their authenticity. They are filled with the lessons the authors learned on their own journeys of self discovery.
I am grateful for fellowship. I enjoy the hymns and sermons at church services. But the best parts for me are always the relationships I cultivate with other church members. We get to pray together and encourage one another through the ups and downs of life. Yesterday, I felt so welcomed at the new church I began attending in my neighborhood. I look forward to going back again and getting to know its members.
I'm grateful I know enough about yoga asanas and my body's needs to be able prescribe my own sequences in a studio class. After 45 minutes of a vigorous vinyasa flow sequence, my body craved stillness. While the rest of the class continued with their yogi pushups (chatarunga dandasana) and Surya Namaskars (sun salutations), I lay down in a heart-opening, restorative version of savasana (corpse pose). After about 10 minutes, I switched into another restorative posture. I think I may have even fallen asleep for a bit--clearly that's what my body needed most.
Finally, I am grateful that I was able to find a car wash 10 minutes away from my home. The place I used to take my Honda Civic is being converted into condominiums (a common occurrence in DC right now). When I used Yelp to locate alternatives, I couldn't find another car wash place in the District. There were plenty in the Maryland and Virginia suburbs, as well as high-priced detailing enterprises within the city limits. I simply was looking for a place to give me a $10-car wash. I found one just across the Maryland border, but still within two miles of home. Sometimes, it's the simple pleasures in life that make the biggest difference in appreciating life's abundance.
Crystal Moore began her wellness quest in 2003 after being diagnosed with lupus. Her quest has led her to embrace yoga, faith, exercise, healthy eating, and relationships. Share her journey.