I’m so grateful for my morning gratitude practice.  It makes me happy, and gets my day off to a good start.  First, I write a list of things I appreciate about yesterday, making sure to put a positive spin on any thing that didn’t seem so great at the time.  (If I woke up grumpy, things are usually looking better now!)  Then I jot down everything I’ve loved so far  today, and all I’m looking forward to doing for the rest of the day. (Nothing like planning to have a nice day!)  Next come eight more wonderful things that are constant in my life, like good health, a roof over my head, and a lasting relationship.  (Feeling blissed by this time for sure!)  Now for the grand finale: Number eleven is something currently happening in my life that feels truly special.  At the moment, it’s performing last night for a benefit called Let’s Raise The Roof, where several faiths came together to raise money to help First Congregational Church Berkeley to recover from a big fire.  It was a really fun and inspirational evening, and it’s all going to happen again on  Sun. Dec. 18, 6:00 p.m., Lake Park Methodist Church, 281 Santa Clara Ave., Oakland. Ticket donation is $25/one or $20/two or more.  Info/Questions: roymosley@comcast.net  (415) 742-0538

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