Grateful for yoga.
Grateful for the digital age where I can stream thousands of yoga classes by amazing teachers any time I want.
Grateful I tried, I mean really tried, the arm balance. I held it a nanosecond and then literally fell on the floor and as I landed happy little tears seeped out of my eyes.
Grateful for the ridiculousness and joy of trying to be in savasana while my daughter banged around making crafts and my three legged cat tried to smell all parts of my face just in case something had changed.
Grateful for a soft rain falling as I finished, which brought me a memory I had forgotten from a long time ago. It is the middle of the night (3 a.m.). I have just given birth to my second child (at home, with a trained midwife). A soft rain is falling outside and I am holding her while I eat a popsicle. It feels as though all is right in the world. I always remember that rain because it was a year of great drought and was just about the last time it rained for about ten months.
Grateful for rain in general.
Grateful I woke up at 5:00 before my alarm went off because I just woke up.
Grateful I just heard the term Grat Pack!