Funny thing about stuff.
Aside from the enormous pleasure and appreciation of being back home with family and seeing the big smiles on my friends and receiving even bigger hugs, I never miss a moment each day now for a week to feel also gratitude for my Stuff.
One would think after a long period of a very minimal life on an island, composting, walking everywhere, cleaning up my local beach and living quite frugally, I would like to continue this minimal life. But, right now, I really appreciate my Stuff.
In India a day is set aside for gratitude for one's material objects, a reminder to not take that chair, that we sit in, the table we eat at, the bed we lie in, etc. for granted. I wish I could remember the name and when it is celebrated, but I have been celebrating every day since I have been back:
My sofa
My super fancy yoga mat
My fancy yoga clothes
The smooth soft floor at the studio which softens and cushions my joints, and Sally in Savasana on my belly at the end of practice.
Our kitchen, the oven and eating on pretty plates. A wonderful sauce pot and cooking pan.
French wine and cheese
Clothes and shoes, a different kind of outfit each day, to meet the weather which changes perceptibly every day.
Everything is more perceptible after you have been minimal. I notice so much on walks with Sally and change our promenade every single day.
I don't miss the rooster, but I am grateful for being outside all the time for 7 months, practicing in the sun, appreciating Nature, especially the Sea for continuing on as it does incessantly tossing back on the beautiful shores the crap we put in the waters, leaving pretty gifts and things to look at. I appreciate the beauty of the pebbles, stones and sand beneath my bare feet. Yes, I really do, but for now I am so appreciating my Stuff.
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