365 Days of Gratitude - Day 92

My rock pile survived the winter and that makes me very happy. Balancing of any kind isn't always easy.

Let me explain.

Way back last summer I decided to stack these rocks because I thought it would look cool in my garden. It was a tough summer with my dad first ill then passing, so I have to be honest and say I wasn't always in a great mood nor was I always balanced mind, body, spirit.

The damn rocks kept toppling over. Which irritated me. I'd stack them. Next day they'd have fallen. And so on.

Finally months later (in the fall) on a day my mind, body, spirit was well balanced and I was in the garden reflecting (thinking about my dad) I headed over to the pile (they'd fallen again) and I approached them differently. In my head I talked to my Pop and asked for his help in balancing my rocks. In my head I talked to my late brother (he was a geologist) and smiled and asked for his guidance in placing them in the exact spot so they would balance. I thought about the times when they were there for me in life, and I felt good.

It was just a really nice moment in my garden with nice thoughts running through my head. When I had them stacked I stood back and honestly felt gratitude. 

And that was that. They haven't fallen since. And no I don't look at it like a 'weeping mother Mary' miracle kind of experience, I simply am happy that my energy, my thoughts, and my intentions were good and clear and helpful in the balancing process. Plus my dad and brother ROCK! Pun intended :)

Feeling grateful,

Louise

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