Stitching together some seemingly unrelated sentiments I heard lately…
I can’t, or don’t want to be, grateful for my pain. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.
Gratitude for a poisonous person. What an intriguing paradox. Are we not supposed to be grateful only for “good” things?
I woke up and forgave them. I think because I also forgive myself.
The bitterness of biting dark chocolate.
How do you know there’s a god? “It’s a feeling in my heart.”
The chirp of a cat as I reach to pet it.
Gratitude is always there, somewhere underneath. Sometimes it’s overshadowed by anger.
What’s a narcissist?
Am I a narcissist?
There IS a narcissist inside all of us.
There is a peacemaking pleaser inside all of us.
My heart is irritated and agitated and annoyed, so gratitude doesn’t appeal to me right now. 
Divinity hides in plain sight.
In how a robin on the lawn listens, then knows where to poke its beak to retrieve its worm.
Often said before, I don’t know what I feel. Don’t feel anything.
I’m thankful for their smell. And their limits and fight.
Gratitude for a poisonous person?
Are we not supposed to be grateful only for “good” things?
“Knowing there is a God is a feeling in my heart.”
Only “a” feeling? Presumably a “good” feeling experienced in the heart, because God is only good?
Gratitude is experienced in the heart.
Forgiveness is experienced in the heart.
Are loneliness and emptiness experienced in the heart?
Is anger experienced in the heart?
I wouldn’t wish my pain – experienced in the heart – on anyone.
Is fear experienced in the heart?
Divinity hides in plain sight.
God is everywhere.
What’s *your* conclusion?
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Neil D. 2023-11-18
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