It’s cold in Minnesota this week. So cold that Minnesotans are claiming they are kind of uncomfortable. So, so cold that the first fishing huts are finally going up on my beloved Lake Minnetonka. So, so, so cold that the tiny crack in my windshield created by an errant black walnut falling from a tree onto my car in the Fall, expanded across its entire width, in the span of 20 minutes, as I drove home from a yoga session on I694W.

I want to use the F-word, but I don’t.

So, I find myself at Harmon Auto Glass in Hopkins. I’m in the waiting room, technologically hooked up, getting ready to write my weekly Yoga Geek Out newsletter, contemplating a klesha (suffering) called avidya, loosely translated as a separation from the True Self. Everything is pretty quiet. I can hear my old windshield cracking out of the car frame. Talk radio is playing in the background. I’m swigging water that I hauled in from the car. Suddenly, quite serendipitously and unfathomably, it occurs to me, that this grubby, indistinguishable moment, this late in the cold afternoon moment, this moment that moments ago I had wished was a different moment, is actually my moment of gracious, gumptious, glorious gratitude.

I’m warm, safe, texting, able to afford the repair. My mother is roasting a chicken for dinner. Life is good. I am not defined by my cracked windshield or my Mini Cooper Clubman with the fancy leather seats that reminds me of a life I let go a long time ago, or my occasional mind chatter about what comes next and next and next…. I’m me; magnificent, slightly disheveled, earnestly shimmering forward, beautiful, me.

Hanging out in Hopkins on a cold January day in Minnesota, getting my windshield fixed.

About livebig365

Join me as I dive in to the deep end of the pool and challenge myself to live big and love big. What does that mean? In 2012 , I accepted the invitation to push myself beyond my comfort zone, at least once a day, and engaged and responded to my life, or a given situation in my life, in a way that would normally scare the hell out of me. Why did I do it it? Because it was time time to begin, and I was ready! Each day brought a new revelation, lesson, challenge, encounter, a teaching moment, that revealed to me that living big and loving big are uniquely interconnected. Welcome 2013, the year of lovebig 365. Each post was an expression of love experienced, witnessed, inspired, manifested. It didn't always make sense in the moment, and yet its sheer mystery hopefully evoked a beautiful affirmation of life and all of its shimmery brightness; broken up, lovely to behold, tender and full of purpose. 2014, jagged, bumpy, disjointed posts. 2015, silence, and plenty of growth within that silence. Manifesting 2016: The creation of a gathering place for gratitude. Join in the wavering, audacious, unequivocal fun. 2017: Reflection 2018: POWER, MAGIC, TRANSFORMATION
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2 Responses to DAY 12: GRATITUDE UNKNOWN…

  1. Linda R Neff says:

    You are perfectly, perfect you Susan. And that cracked windshield? It makes all of you even more glorious.


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