I’m grateful for family and friends who support the fact that my neurospicy-ness means to not take personal my need to be alone. I’m grateful for music apps that put together playlists of artists I’ve never listened to. I’m grateful for Substackers who publish weekly. You are golden and a blessing 🫶🏽
For me, a gratitude paractice felt too much like spiritual bypassing or denying my true emotions. It felt like expressing gratitude that none of your fingernails are broken while watching your house burn down.
Instead, I adopted a delight practice. There are things that make me smile, but there are times when nothing makes me smile. In those times, I remind myself, "You love seeing the moon. It makes you smile." Then I smile to see how it feels. I don't force a feeling. I just notice what I do feel and how the action of delight makes me feel. Somehow, this practice makes it easier to naturally delight in things during those times when nothing makes me smile.
Thanks for your response. Your delight practice and my gratitude practice both require intentionality.
I’m grateful for family and friends who support the fact that my neurospicy-ness means to not take personal my need to be alone. I’m grateful for music apps that put together playlists of artists I’ve never listened to. I’m grateful for Substackers who publish weekly. You are golden and a blessing 🫶🏽
🫶🏾I am grateful that you stop by for Sunday Supper!
🙌🏾 It is a blessing to have people who lovingly support the neurospicy-ness!
Excellent as always. I journal some evenings to capture moments of gratitude at night .
For me, a gratitude paractice felt too much like spiritual bypassing or denying my true emotions. It felt like expressing gratitude that none of your fingernails are broken while watching your house burn down.
Instead, I adopted a delight practice. There are things that make me smile, but there are times when nothing makes me smile. In those times, I remind myself, "You love seeing the moon. It makes you smile." Then I smile to see how it feels. I don't force a feeling. I just notice what I do feel and how the action of delight makes me feel. Somehow, this practice makes it easier to naturally delight in things during those times when nothing makes me smile.