A friend of mine began a practice of posting “three good things” on Facebook when she was diagnosed and treated for breast cancer. While I didn’t have anything nearly as serious as that, I decided that I needed to record the good things about my days. I just didn’t post them on Facebook. I bought an inexpensive planner and began listing the good things on most days. That began a practice I have kept for the last couple of years or so.
When I began this practice, I would try to write at night before I went to bed, but sometimes, I waited (er procrastinated?) until the next day, but I struggled with what to write. Sometimes, what I wrote seems so trivial or repetitive that I simply skipped a day or a week. I think in my mind, the good things had to stand out in some way. Along the way, a scrapbooking blogger and memory-keeper I had followed for years offered a class called “Here: Five Things.” She offered a prompt every day for a month for us to list five things we noticed or thought about that day. Sometimes, it might be to list five things we see from our window or five books we love. Often, the prompt was something simple and “everyday.” This month, she is offering a class called “Everyday Tiny Miracles,” along the same lines as the “Five Things,” but without the number five. Liz asks us to notice and pay attention to our days and look for the ordinary miracles around us.
These practices of listing the “good things” has been a blessing to me this summer. It has been a year of conflict and upheaval, personally and spiritually. I had to find a way to shift my thinking from the negative to the positive. I pulled out a lovely sky blue dot-grid notebook and dedicated it to the good things. Each evening, I told my inner critic, who is much harsher than any other critic, to step aside and “be quiet!” And I deliberately found three things about that day that were good. I began listing such things as the aroma of hot spice cinnamon tea in the morning, the puffy white clouds towering in the blue sky, a day without rain. Does it get repetitive? Yes. However, that doesn’t bother me as much anymore. Do I always write poetically? Heavens, no! Sometimes, I am lucky just to be able to spell correctly and use complete sentences! More often than not, my good things are bullet lists.
While researching some templates to guide my morning Bible study, I found a “gratitude” journal that had several elements: an affirmation, a place for a Bible verse and a prayer, and a place to list the gratitudes. I adapted that template for my “Good Things” journal. Each morning, I write an affirmation that I hope will guide my day. It might be as simple as “Pause and breathe,” or as spiritual as “I am a child of God.” Sometimes it might be a reminder that I am “enough” so that I quiet that very loud and obnoxious inner critic. Then, I list three or more things for which I am thankful. Again, I have to remind myself that my list doesn’t have to be grand; sometimes, I am simply thankful that I can breathe again after having a cold and spent the week prior congested. Or I am thankful for that cup of tea in the morning. Then, before bed, I list the good things about the day–the walk around the pond, the sight of the beaver head popping up out of the water in the pond, or the orange butterfly that wouldn’t hold still for the photo op.
The upshot of all of this is that this practice of morning affirmations and gratitude and evening “good things” has helped me be more positive on days that feel so heavy, and there have been a lot of those days recently. Anything can become an “ordinary miracle,” as Sarah McLachlan sings. It just makes life gentler.
This practice is not hard.
Take it one day at a time.
Begin with one thing, an affirmation, a gratitude list, or “three good things.” You don’t have to do them all. Add one new thing as you establish the habit.
Nothing is too trivial; the small things matter, too. Look for the “tiniest of the tiny.”
Pause your inner critic. Sometimes, you just need to tell it to “be quiet.”
I invite you to try your own version of this practice. Feel free to share in the comments.
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