Why Gratitude is Key to Your Success
I attract Abundance, because I am Abundant
When things aren’t going our way, it is easy to feel as though we are a victim of our circumstances. We may start feeling as though WE are not enough because we don’t seem to have enough or do well enough. We start feeling like outsiders, disconnected from the richness of life.
When the message of not enough becomes internalised, we start living from scarcity.
And when we live from scarcity, life becomes a struggle.
We become tense, anxious and worry about the future. We block our intuition and heart-based vision for our life and business.
And if we are not feeling completely stuck, we feel as though we are moving forward in slow motion.
In some of my previous blog posts, I talk about how when we allow ourselves to learn the Art of Receiving and open up for support, we can relax, be creative and start turning things around.
And today I am going to talk about another way that we can go from Scarcity to Abundance IN AN INSTANT.
Namely through the Practice of Gratitude.
Not an Attitude of Gratitude. But the PRACTICE of Gratitude.
A practice is something that goes way deeper than attitude, and has both immediate and long lasting effects, and that is because a practice is not simply a thought, but is reflected in our behavior.
I know from experience just how powerful the Practice of Gratitude is.
Practising Gratitude has helped me turn my heart and mind from despair to hope, from alone to held, from scarcity to abundance. And for that I am infinitely grateful.
Yes, I can’t tell you just how Grateful I am for discovering my Gratitude Practice!
One which have provided me with a guiding light in the midst of darkness – and one which provides me with an endless source of joy – daily- and helps me power my life.
This autumn 6 years ago, I found myself in one of my life’s darkest hours.
My Mother was critically ill and in intensive care.
But not just any intensive care unit, but one of the most advanced intensive care units in the World – the place where the sickest people are flown in from different countries by specialist flights and helicopters.
In other words, she was in the place which is the very, VERY last resort to save a person’s life.
The truth was that the medication that had helped my mum beat her cancer had been accidentally oversubscribed and subsequently ravaged her lungs to such a degree that had made her one on the sickest people on Earth.
It had all happened so quickly and her condition had deteriorated so rapidly it was impossible to take in what was going on.
“How could this be happening?” I asked myself. “How could life be so unfair?”
Life had dealt my mother many big challenges already, I felt.
“Why this?” and “Why now?” was all I could think.
I, her only child – and her – my closest family member and only parent – all I knew was that we were inseparable and that losing her was my greatest fear. Seeing her this ill was breaking my heart into small, small pieces. Sharp pieces.
Pieces that seemed to cut through my soul like razor blades.
And at the same time I felt as though I was falling through the sky without any ground beneath me.
The prospect of losing my mum was to me synonymous with losing my whole family.
I don’t know why, but some weeks earlier I had stopped by a bargain bookstore and for no particular reason had gone in.
There, a book had appeared before me. “Count Your Blessings” by Dr John F. Demartini. For some reason I had bought this book. And for some reason I had decided to bring it with me to the intensive care unit in Stockholm, Sweden, where my mum was being treated.
But I didn’t look at the book.
And I felt desperately lonely, there, in the hospital, next to my dying mother.
Some months before we had found out that my mum was sick, I had met a man.
He was different to all the other men I had ever known before. Kind and attentive, he actually seemed to want to be with me and like me for me. This was a revelation.
And there he was, all of a sudden, this new kind man, with me in the Intensive Care Unit. Right next to me and my mum, in our 11th hour. The moment I rang him to tell him where I was, he had walked out of his office and found the next flight to Sweden.
And he was the one who reminded me of The Book. The Count Your Blessings Book. And then he said – “We are going to practice the Art of Gratitude. And we are going to be really, really good at it.”
And so we did. The more anxious and distraught I felt, the more we would practice.
We started in obvious places.
We were grateful for every minute that was my mum’s life. To my Grandparents for bringing her into this world and to all the ancestors before them. We were grateful for all the Specialist doctors and nurses that were looking after my mum who had dedicated their lives to this particular field of expertise, and that my mum lived in a country where she would get treatment like the one she was receiving on the national health service. But we were also grateful for the people who had trained these doctors and nurses, and the people who had supported them throughout those many years of study, their families and the scholarships. We imagined the many nights those doctors and nurses had spent revising and cramming for exams. We thanked the people who had invented machines that kept my mum alive, and the technicians who had put them together. The factory workers who had made the parts and the steel workers and the raw materials too.
We filled our hearts with gratitude for the people who supplied the take-away food in the hospital kiosk. The people who had cooked, prepared and packaged that food, the people who had grown that food, the drivers who had transported the food and the Earth for providing us with the food.
And we went on, and on, and on, and on. And the more we practiced the more my heart filled with Love and Abundance and Awe and Wonder for the incredible flow of support that Life was providing, each and every moment.
I went from feeling without, heavy and confused to feeling open and capable of being present with the situation I found myself in. I went from poor and powerless to rich and empowered by simply shifting my awareness.
A few days later, the doctors told me that there was nothing else that could be done for my mum, and her life-support was ended.
But even though she did not survive, my Gratitude Practice did. And her funeral was entitled “A Thanksgiving Celebration”.
What I learnt was that however dark life gets, there is always something to be grateful for. In my own daily gratitude practice, I often feel the most grateful for the things I could easily take for granted: my warm duvet, the bus stop at the end of my road, a beautiful rose in the garden, water through my tap, electricity, the internet.
I then often go through all the important people in my life, past and present, bring them into my awareness and thank them for all that they have taught me. Those who have been of support and those who have hurt me – equally. Without them and the experiences that brought us together, I wouldn’t be who I am today.
My Gratitude Practice is also THE Number 1 Tool I attribute my Business success to, and my resilience dealing with every challenge that I have lived through since that time in the hospital with my mother 6 years ago.
And as millions of people have celebrated Thanksgiving this weekend, I invite you too to tune into your own Gratitude Practice and make it BIG. REALLY BIG.
If you haven’t got one already, start with 3 things at the start or end of each day – or both. And as this becomes easier and easier, allow yourself to expand and grow your practice. And as you grow, start noticing what happens to your mood, your heart, your sense of awareness about yourself and the world around you. And start paying attention to the gifts that will keep coming your way as your heart opens and you realise just how abundant and rich you are right in THIS moment. And THIS moment. And THIS.
When we see ourselves as Abundant, we attract Abundance. We not only feel supported, whole, held – but we KNOW that we are in a very real way. When we place ourselves in this vibration, we give out positivity, love and support, and in turn, this helps us attract love, wealth and success. And on it goes.
“Blessings have nothing to do with so called luck – they result from your thoughts, words and actions”
Dr John F. Dermartini
THANK YOU for being in my life.
With My Love