It’s March. It’s nearly spring and green is becoming the color of the season. Saint Patrick’s Day is fast approaching, which means many blessings attributed to the Irish abound.
One sort of so-called Irish blessing that has been thumbtacked to my bathroom wall since I moved into the tiny abode I lived in several years ago states:
The word blessing is one rooted deeply in religious connotations. Like words fellowship and repent (oh hey, I wrote some blog posts on those!), the word is steeped greatly in Christian traditions and such.
But I am not going into how God can bless all of us. I am aware that not everyone believes in that kind of thing. I respect that.
But like fellowship and repent, the word doesn’t have to be just a religious word.
But simply put, a blessing is something beneficial for which someone is grateful or a wish of goodwill and fortune bestowed upon another. A blessing can be something as simple as good health because one takes care of one’s self, a well-maintained relationship, a healthy bank account, or even friends willing to drop everything to be by your side in times of trouble. A blessing can be waking up everyday and knowing that one has whatever one needs to finish the day. We each can be a blessing, if we know enough of the magic of life.
“If you’re worried and you can’t sleep, just count your blessings instead of sheep, and you’ll fall asleep counting your blessings.”~ Irving Berlin “Count Your Blessings” – Sung by Bing Crosby in “White Christmas”
But what happens when we forget we have our blessings?
Sometimes, even in the midst of everything going great, we can feel defeated. Sometimes, even in the midst of a crowded room amongst all of our friends, we can feel alone. It is just a part of life to feel a gamut of emotions, often rolling in without warning. It’s like when we look back and find places in our past story where we may be lacking. We see the failures we have done. We see the rejection, the loss, the regrets we bear. We fall into despair.
We forget the blessings we have. We let the despair define us.
Don’t let your past define who you are or what you can become. The scars may still be there, as they will always be a part of you. But they should not be the only thing that define you and they definitely should not keep you from enjoying your blessings. You write your own story. Reclaim what was once yours, but also look forward to what you can become if you only choose to pick up where you may have left off. Gather blessings given to you by others or learn to bestow your own.
You are your greatest blessing. Your story is the best thing you could ever create. Let it unfold so that you can instill wishes of goodwill upon others (oh hey, like I do with my “glad tidings” project).
“Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow, Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!”~ Thomas Chisholm, “Great is Thy Faithfulness”
Learn to count your blessings and learn to give out blessings to others. Give yourself the grace to feel blessed with what you have even as you strive for better and brighter things in your story of life.
Stay magical, friends.
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So many blessings all around, even in the midst of the darkest times. The more you look for them, the more you find. 💞💞💞
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The trick is in learning to look for them!