Not sure I'm in a headspace to count my blessings right now...
should be though... so here goes:
I like that - right now, at this instant (can't speak for the next one!) - I don't feel anger or hate or pain. A kind of melancholy, perhaps; the scent and memory of beautiful moments fled. But I know in my life I'm going to make new memories, and they WILL be better.
I like that my house is a mess and a foodless desert, my hair is a witchy mess and I'm in sweats writing a research proposal... and I don't have to care. There's no one to see; no one to complain. I can focus on just thinking, without one lobe of the brain worrying about making dinner (...yeah yeah, eventually I'll clean up and get groceries... but when
I need them
)
I like that the house is completely quiet... and outside, it's white, still and calm. Even the deer are sleeping. I feel like a part of this hibernating world. Things grow in the dark under the snow, awaiting spring. I do too.
I actually like that my H is visibly balanced on a knife's edge - can't leave, can't stay, can't touch, can't let go - because now, even he sees it for the ridiculousness it is. Whichever way he tumbles in the coming months, I'll be ok with that. ...I think
I like knowing that a calm place exists inside myself, after all.
...There, that wasn't so bad, was it? Should go through this exercise every time I feel like making a voodoo doll and hunting for pins...
"You have a right to action, not to the fruit thereof; shoot your arrow, but do not look to see where it lands." -Bhagavad Gita