It has been exactly a week, to the minute, since I was in court with my fear. Since I regained some power, since I finally took a real breath from deep down in my soul.  A lot has happened in the past week, but all seems irrelevant compared to what my stalker being in jail means to me, how the Universe came through for me in a HUGE way, and how fucking grateful I really am.

I am grateful.

I feel gratitude busting through my rib cage, lighting me from within, flowing out into my life.

For over a year, I lived with the constant fear that none of this would turn out the way I wanted, and maybe it did not, but it did turn out, it did end up being what is beneficial for me and for the greater good of this world… and that comes from goodness.

My life has changed dramatically in the last two years.  I got a divorce, lost my home, my job and my car.  I have never had less, but I feel better than I ever have.  I have stood up for myself, my dreams, my goals, and everything and I mean EVERYTHING I have needed during this time has been provided to me.  Looking back over the past year it amazes me how one can live on so little materialistically, but feel so whole spiritually… or at least start the filling up process.

I do not know why bad things happen to people. I do not understand why people want to hurt other people. What I do know is that on any given day; at any given moment one can look at life and find at least five things to be grateful for. Five things may seem like a lot when you are down, but sometimes you have to start simply… such as “I am grateful there is air” or whatever.

Today I choose gratitude. If only for today.