This thought of gratitude came into my mind as I was reflecting on my dive yesterday with a dive master that I paid to be my guide. The guide was a young lady who had got her degree in Ocean Science. She wants to get a Master's Degree in Environmental Policy, which re-affirmed my faith in our youth doing the right thing despite our current presidential dementia. While I did pay her for her guiding job, she performed the job with professionalism, joy, and vigor. So I'd like to thank all the guides and dive masters who have helped me on dives where they have been around.
Even though people are paid to do their jobs, most people do the jobs with a positive attitude, with an idea of "no harm to others" shall come from my work. A meditation I've been pondering is to reflect on all those people who held me for the first 48 hours of my life here on Earth. From my mother's womb, nurses, midwives, doctors, and my mother held me gently, swaddled me, fed me, cleaned me and soothed and cuddled me. From then until now countless people have assisted me in my daily living without me even being conscious of it.
Thanks to all the workers and others who make my life possible.
Pithy statement: By expressing my feeling and experiences in writing I can cope more effectively with the challenges in my life. Begin writing in a journal. (Well I am trying to do this gratitude blog daily <grin>)
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