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Advent Calendar of Gratitude #1

I am grateful on this day,
Wednesday, 1st December 2010,
the day of my 100th post,
 for the many mentors on my healing path...


The advice ~
"if the path has heart follow it",
I did, it lead to many places where the heart
could dwell peacefully.


I'm grateful for all of those places ~
paper places,
yoga paces,
and virtual spaces
including all those who occupy them.
You know who you are?
I've thanked you many times!
xxx
Where does your grateful heart dwell?


Comments

KathrynAntyr said…
We are on the same wavelength with the Advent calendars. What a beautiful post and project. May this season be a time when your heart fills up with love and lights the way for welcoming the new year.
Charlotte said…
This is a lovely idea and will give us all something to think about for the coming month.

I'm grateful for you Mum, today and every day.

Charlotte
rebecca said…
welcome to my heart,
where you reside, every and all days.
celebrating your 100th post!!!
certainly my gratitude merges with your advent calendar.

thank you for being in my life.
mentor,
indeed!!!

xoxoxoxoxox,
rebecca
Carola Bartz said…
Congratulations on your 100th post!
Beautiful advent calendar idea! In all the hectic and busy-ness of this season we so often and easily forget to be grateful. Often I wish thise season was less noisy, slower and way more reflective.
One thing's for sure: I'm grateful I've found your blog!
Noelle Renee said…
Sue,
Congratulations on your 100th post! Gratitude is the memory of the heart. ~Jean Baptiste Massieu. I thought that you might like that quotation. Your art and your blog are so heart-openingly beautiful, and we are all fortunate to know you through this window of light into your world.
xoxo,
Noelle

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