Here are some things I feel lucky about this morning.
I feel lucky to have a job that engages my brain, my heart, and my soul — doing therapy groups to promote healing and growth.
I’m lucky that this work — because it takes place in a hospital* — gives me the opportunity to move forward in my own process of healing and growth.
I’m lucky that I get to work with doctors who are palpably committed to good patient care.
I am lucky that I get to blog about my anxieties and my hopes about doing this work, because it helps me feel less alone in those feelings.
I am lucky for each and every person who has ever read this blog, because whether or not you ever press “like” or write a comment, my knowing that you are receiving these words, as I move forward this year, helps me more than I can say.
When I started this blog post today, I thought I might be using a Magic Wastepaper Basket, because I was thinking of throwing away some old beliefs that contribute to my anxiety about public speaking.
Instead, I wrote about luck.
Throughout this year, I’ve created various “magical” receptacles, including this box for “Emergency Messages” (see here):
Perhaps I should make another Magical Receptacle today, to hold Lucky Thoughts. Grateful Thoughts.
But, I’m realizing I don’t need to create that, this morning. I already have something to hold those kinds of thoughts.
Thanks for reading today, everybody.
*As I’ve been writing about, throughout this year, I spent time in the hospital, for heart problems, when I was growing up.