Today was full of driving, cooking, cleaning, planning, driving, cooking cleaning, planning..... There was also mathing, a lot of mathing. I am exhausted. Sometimes I feel as though the banalities of a day like this stomp on my memory, bruising it until I can barely remember anything at all. However, I still remember the pride on my son’s face as he figured out a complex math problem on his own. I remember the gratitude on my husband’s face as he tasted my experimental coconut carrot puree. I remember the joy on my daughter’s face when she finished cleaning her room in time to watch a video. Everyday there are so many moments of beauty tucked among the banalities. My mindfulness practice is necessary to cultivate the clarity I need to remember to look for those moments of beauty in my day. This practice helps me generate gratitude for all of it, including the banal moments. And soon, I hope to experience an enormous amount of gratitude for my bed.
