I am very thankful for all the love in my life. I find it everywhere.
My day begins and ends with gratitude.
My body tells me what it needs.
I allow myself to believe I deserve to heal.
Joy is my body’s keynote; vitality is its song.
My body is attuned to the wisdom of the universe.
My body knows how to heal itself, and is doing so even now.
I honor my body’s wisdom by trusting the signals that it sends.
Every part of my body carries out its tasks easily and naturally.
I allow my body to become an environment for health and healing.
Gratitude and peace flow through my mind and body like a clear, healing stream.
It is time to heal and I choose to be in alignment with my body’s way of doing that.
I am so grateful for every person and every thing in my life.
My needs and desires are generously met. For this I am thankful.
I am grateful for my blessed ancestors living on through my blood.
I am grateful now, and that is keeping the door open for more blessings.
I feel an abundance of gratitude for everything I have and receive every day.
I appreciate everything I have and I show my sincerest gratitude to my loved ones.
I accept my burdens and I accept my blessings, and so I transform my burdens into my blessings.
I am grateful for all the great health, love, and goodness that my life has revealed to me.
I am eternally grateful for the love I am capable of giving, and for the love I have yet to receive.
I am grateful for the helpful guides that sometimes appear in disguise to usher me back to love.
A 10 year old boy entered a coffee shop and sat at a table. He asked “How much is an ice cream sundae?” “50 cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it. He asked “How much is a dish of plain ice cream?”
Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient. “35 cents,” she said brusquely.
The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away.
The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed. When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw.
There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were 15 cents – her tip.
Count your blessings. Gratitude is the fuel of resiliency. Train your mind to think of at least one thing for which you are thankful everyday. It is often easy to overlook the small but significant blessings in your life. Look for positive things outside of yourself, because sometimes you can not trust your mind.