16/12/2025
TRUTHFUL TUESDAY
Gratitude changes its shape as we move through life. Sometimes itâs a daily practice, a gentle reminder to notice the good, to steady ourselves, to soften the edges of the day. And sometimes, itâs something deeper. Quieter. Without wanting to sound twee, more heartfelt. MoreâŚreal, maybe.
I donât think Iâve ever felt gratitude the way I do right now.
And, itâs not the shiny kind, or the âeverything is perfectâ kind. Itâs the kind that arrives when life has stripped things back and shown you what truly matters.
Gratitude for breath and presence. For the people you love still being here and those moments you once rushed past without even noticing. Why do we do that?!
There are seasons where gratitude is cultivated. Created. And then, there are seasons where it rises on its own, uninvited, because your heart has been cracked open by life. OuchâŚ
Of course , both are sacred and real.
If youâre in a tricky season right now, know this: gratitude doesnât have to be loud or polished. Sometimes itâs simply a quiet thank you whispered from a very honest place, in your car, driving home, in the shower in the morning, in the garden in the rain, in the shop, at a traffic light, in the presence of your grateful state or the person or situation that you are grateful for. And that gratitude is, to me, the most beautiful kind. Itâs raw and real not flippant or expectant. Thereâs room for it all and part of me wishes you never get to feel the raw kind-but then, how would you know how it tastes to be truly grateful?
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