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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