Are you amazed on a daily or hourly basis about the abundance of the world and all that you have in your life?
Does it bring you to tears of pride and joy?
If not, what the hell are you waiting for? A memo from the universe?
Here it is:
*booming god voice*
You’re surrounded by abundance.
You are welcome!
Take a breath.
Right now.
Seriously. Inhale deeply.
That air? It didn’t have to be here.
The fact that your lungs work:
That’s a freaking miracle!
And yet, I used to sit, phone in hand, scrolling through my life, waiting for something ‘big’ to justify me feeling grateful.
Wake up!
Gratitude isn’t about waiting for the fireworks—it’s about noticing the sparks, each magical one.
The way the sunlight hits my coffee cup.
The sound of my kids’ laughter outside my window.
The fact that somehow, despite everything, this incomprehensibly improbable existence is ours.
Life isn’t perfect, but it’s perfectly ridiculous.
Think about it: the same universe that created [anything awful] also gave us dogs.
The same hands that create art also scrub toilets.
And us? We get to experience all of it—messy, beautiful, overwhelming, absurd.
Gratitude is the defiant act of saying, ‘Yes, I see all the chaos and imperfection, and I choose to revel in it.’
It’s laughing at the absurdity of finding JOY in a world where it’s a dish soap and PRIDE is a laundry detergent.
It’s crying over the audacity of rainbows.
So I’ve stopped searching for reasons to be grateful and started looking at what I am and have.
Gratitude may not always seem profound, but the compounding effects are undeniable and breathtaking.
Let’s try it! Start where you are.
Thank your coffee, your sweatpants, your favorite song.
Thank the tiny miracles. Thank the dumb luck. Thank yourself for this incredible experience AND for taking the time to be thankful.
And then watch as that gratitude grows into something bigger—something so ridiculous and beautiful it might just (like soap in the eye) make you cry.
And here’s a thought: gratitude doesn’t have to stay in your head—it can live in your actions.
Try these daily practices I use:
The Gratitude Glass: Next time you sip water, don’t just drink it—thank yourself for hydrating your body. Acknowledge the simple, powerful act of taking care of yourself. Each sip is a little love note to your self. Thank something else on your next sip. Repeat.
It’s to the point now that whenever I drink water this is how I drink it: one grateful sip at a time.
Stacking WINs: Keep a pen and sticky notes nearby. Write one thing you’re grateful for each day, even if it’s as small as your favorite mug or the way your dog greets you. Stick them somewhere visible, so you’re constantly reminded of life’s little gifts. I call them WINs because they are What I Need, and remembering how blessed I am to have each one feels awesome!
Lunar Breaths: Get out in the crisp winter air at night and stare up at the moon, then take a deep breath and think of someone or something that brings you peace on the long exhale.
These aren’t just rituals; they’re anchors. They’re ways to remind myself, amidst the chaos, that life is both absurd and extraordinary—and I’m fucking lucky to be here for it.
Try these, or share your own. Gratitude is a practice, not a performance. It’s deeply personal, but it’s also profoundly universal. So sip, write, breathe.
Thank me later.