After having hosted some meetings of our local Gratefulness group by now, a new insight emerges that although I feel it is also a duty as well as an honor to do, the main sensation is joy and gratefulness that I am allowed to be an active part of this process, together with others who also want to cultivate gratefulness and sharing honestly and in loving kindness. It seems it fits with an inner intention of which I was not aware, a kind of offering service and share essentials with others and in doing so, supporting each other and beyond. I was gifted with a very positive and encouraging feed back by a dear friend who by coincidence joined in. She expressed that I would arrive in authentic presence, and I can only express my gratitude towards the ones of the Gratefulness team for offering this possibility and towards the ones who are with me in this group. The challenge turns out to be a great gift which I humbly fulfill with deep joy. Thank you dearly, to all concerned. Thank you for your big heart and your patience.

My dear friend is the beauty right now. Although with some concern related to her health, her love for people, her caring and her presence is fully there. A beautiful soul she is. Grateful to know her and currently to have the rare gift of sharing some precious time with each other. Her being here is surrounded by beauty, the kindness of her kids, her honesty, her engagement for supporting life wherever she can. Even the items she chooses for daily use are beautiful. It is an expression of her love.

This morning, I woke up with a kind of healing dream, sent by Mr. Sandman, in which I did run to dig out a suffocating little girl who in despair shortly before had run past me and a dear friend and who ended up completely buried in sand. When we reached her, we were quickly digging her out, and out of the blue, a respirator was there. After a terrible moment of no reaction, she came out of the state of arrested respiration and started breathing again, coming back to life. I was so thankful that this little girl survived, especially as it was the daughter of my friend next to me.

It told me something about a process I am currently in, where I am learning to reply to situations, where in former times I felt hurt but was unable to react adequately and, as I only come to suppose today, which might have been the cause for respiratory problems I have at night like snoring and arrested respiration during sleep.
This dream was a real gift this morning, telling me that I am starting to be able to help myself, acknowledging that I did the right thing, where formerly, I was kind of paralyzed in despair up to taking my breath away when I felt injured or hurt.
I would like to express my deep thanks to all who helped and still do support me in evolving this process. It is work in progress, and deeply healing. Thank you all.🙏

Joining you, dear Pilgrim, Anna and grateful sea on our common prayer day, sending blessings to all who share and visit here, and to all out there who may be suffering.. May the flowers which I came to pass by and where their overwhelming beauty touched me deeply be a sign and an inspiration for joy and abundance in every soul. It is a view into the garden of my parents and these amazing hortensias have been cultivated by my mother. Wishing you all a week full of creativity and encounters in loving kindness. With greetings from my heart to all of you.