50 Days of Gratitude: Days 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, & 28

Almost a week’s worth of gratitude to fit into one post. It’s not that I’m not grateful. It’s not even that I can’t name that for which I’m grateful. It’s just that I’ve gotten in my own way. This is a unique season for me, a time I recently described as a time of disorientation. There is literally nothing familiar around me, save for the most important people in my world, which is all that I hope for. And yet. I do feel the profound absence of not knowing what comes next. And I’m confident that there will be a vocational next and as well as the creation of a next home. But for now, disorientation is the word, the feeling, the meaning or lack thereof. And like the wisdom seekers from every tradition, I’m trying to stay in this place without dashing into the next thing.

So, I want to pour out, to rain down, to shower this disorientation with gratitude. And ask it: What have you to teach me?