This should be the first thing we see every morning and the last thing we see every night

I came across this Eckhart Tolle quote this morning and I can’t get it out of my mind: “Acknowledging the good that you already have in your life is the foundation for all abundance.”


Never has it had more meaning than it does now. The last year and a half has made it so easy for us to feel sorry for ourselves — not necessarily to wallow in self-pity constantly, but it has been difficult and challenging and scary and our lives have been turned upside down and inside out. We’ve all had to make changes and sacrifices. We’re justified in being out of sorts, I’m not criticizing. And frankly, just between us girls (and boys), the Trump years weren’t exactly a picnic either.

We’ve been through some tough and trying times and we’re by no means out of the woods yet.

But to be honest, even way back in the good old days, it was easy to forget to be grateful for what we had, for what was good, to always recognize what was working. And that’s probably because as a society, we’ve become conditioned to always wanting “more.” More money, more power, more clothes, more friends, more “likes” on social media, more attention in general, more promotions, bigger offices, loftier titles, grander houses, more toys, more laughs, more celebrations — you get the picture. More of what we consider “the good stuff.”

But is it?

Whatever happened to being satisfied? Content. Appreciative for what we do have and for the lessons the bad times teach us.

In my own life, I had some non-COVID related health issues this past year (I’m okay, don’t worry and it’s not why I wasn’t blogging). Strange as it may sound, I see it as a positive experience — because of the profound lessons I learned, about life and more importantly, about myself. Huge. Very significant. Life-changing for the better.

That needs to be acknowledged, over and over again. It’s a priceless gift. I have to remember that. This, too.

Because of COVID, because I had to spend so much time at home, I had more time to connect with more people. Really connect. To talk, to have long and meaningful conversations, often lasting more than an hour. To share. To spill our guts. To listen. To help. To comfort. To tell each other how grateful we are to have each other in our lives and how important we are to each other. We found other ways to “be together.”

And the solitude provided me with lots of thinking and reflecting time — which has turned out to be amazing.

I’m not alone either. I know so many people who have been experiencing the same thing. It’s a good thing. And it happened during the worst of times.

So it hasn’t all been bad, has it?

My brain still functions. I can do what I love to do — which is to write. In my line of work, nobody can tell me I’m too old or push me out. I’m free to express my opinions. I live in a country where my healthcare is free and where my right to vote is not questioned or suppressed. I know what it is to be loved. I know what it is to love others. I’m safe. I have a roof over my head and food in my refrigerator. My cousin, who was in Montreal for a few days, brought me two dozen bagels, the best bagels in the world by the way — and I’m going to have one for lunch. Yum!

There is so much good in my life. What about you?

10 thoughts on “This should be the first thing we see every morning and the last thing we see every night

  1. Great post Fransi. I count my blessings every day, even when the day has not been that good, mainly because I have someone by my side to share it. Our life is good. We have enough. We owe nothing, We are warm, have a roof over our heads, food in the cupboards and freezer, clothes on our backs and shoes on our feet. We are not alone, we see people we know and wave if we don’t chat. Covid has brought our community together, and that can only be a good thing bearing in mind the aged population here.

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