saying your gratefuls

Imbolc                                                                                 Valentine Moon

“Every evening, Ralph and I say our Gratefuls: it’s like praying, but less formal. His are simple: Mae Mae, Opa, Grumpy, Papa, The Condo (Kim, he loves your condo, you know that), and Eliza, his best daycare friend even though she stepped on his toe with her little high heels.

Today I did the same thing, because I have been feeling down, and the list was so long it took up many, many pages and I felt that heaviness lift a little bit.”  from a facebook post

In my reimagining faith project I plan a chapter or two on ritual. Without some rituals, some ways of embedding the newly imagined faith in daily life, it will wither, become solely an intellectual enterprise and fail.

This idea of saying your gratefuls, I love it. It will get included.