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Gratitude? Gratitude.

My yoga teacher, Jane, harps and harps on gratitude. Got something good going on? Show gratitude! Got something bad going on? Show gratitude! And she’s always trying to open our hips because “open hips = happy heart.” And a happy heart is a grateful one.

One day, after a very stretchy sequence to eke open our hips more! more! more!, Jane closed our practice with this quote during savasana:

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order, confusion into clarity…It turns problems into gifts, failures into success, the unexpected into perfect timing, and mistakes into important events. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow. — Melody Beattie

I practically wept on the mat.

My journey thus far flashed before my eyes.  My empty arms and longing heart gave way to my fantastically full home — basketballs, extra laundry, teddy bears and the two children who leave those things all over. My very dark days where I nearly lost the will to live were juxtaposed with the brilliant light I found in the infertility blogging community. My sickly, failure of a body has evolved into something I love, both in the way it looks and all it can do. Even the recent chaos presented to me is balanced by the calm stillness I find when I draw in my attention solely to  the space on my mat.

In my mind’s eye were a thousand tao symbols, each one symbolizing duality joining into unity.

  • Day + night = a day.
  • Good + evil = a human.
  • Broken + forgiveness = wholeness.
  • Infertile + superfertile  = open adoption.
  • Self-loathing + self love = me.

It was bliss. And I was grateful, for every single thread in the tapestry that is my life.

Perfect Moment Monday: Harmony

Tessa is in the back seat listening to music on an off-brand MP3 player I gave her years ago. She gets excited at the song that comes on and passes one of the earbuds to  her brother, keeping the other in her own ear.

She becomes Olivia Newton-John and Reed turns into John Travolta as they belt out “You’re the One That I Want,” sharing the tune, sharing the earbuds, sharing one harmonious moment.

I get a jolt of happiness.

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Perfect Moment Monday: Joy in small things

It was a bittersweet holiday. We spent it with my in-laws in New England, which is the sweet part. The bitter part I wrote about last summer, when my mother-in-law was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer (she’s a non-smoker).

Our visit coincided with the making of The Big Decision. About as big a decision as a family can make.

Before dawn one morning last week, my husband, his sister and father took his mother to the nation’s pre-eminent cancer institute for a scheduled chemo session. After the vitals check and before the actual treatment they had a meeting with the doctors to reassess The Plan in light of the day’s findings.

The good news? No more chemo. The bad news? No more chemo.

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So we find perfect moments wherever we can.

Not knowing the outcome of the decision, the children and I set about to make the homecoming as happy and welcoming as possible. I pulled out some portable speakers I’d acquired as BlogHer swag and played some kick-a$$ P!nk on my iPod.

Tessa unloaded the dishwasher and reloaded it. Reed emptied the wastebaskets into a big trash bag. I unadorned the Christmas tree and swept up the needles. We cleared and stacked and put away. We danced and cleaned and rocked the house at the top of our lungs, our healthy, bellowing lungs. We tidied up lovingly as a gesture of doing what we can to brighten a bleak day.

It felt really good to contribute together.

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Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.

Once a week we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

To participate in Perfect Moment Monday:

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  2. Between Sunday night and Tuesday night, write up your own Perfect Moment somewhere on the web or simply leave a comment below (if you do the latter, skip #3).
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