Gratitude for Seemingly Shitty Things

Everything happens for a reason.

How many times have I heard that? I used to roll my eyes and dismiss the message as spiritual bypassing.

But at a certain point, I started to realize the gifts in life's surprises. The unexpected accident, loss of material objects - simple things, sure. I can fit the platitude to find lessons and shift my perspective to see the good in those situations.

Seeing different sides of a situation where my home was broken into and some items were stolen helped me cope with the material losses. I had insurance, so I was able to replace many of the items with even newer ones. Certainly grateful for that. The intrusion of privacy and trauma of not feeling safe in my home, with a stranger riffling through my underwear drawer? That was a more challenging shift. I found gratitude in the fact that I was unharmed, I wasn't home when it happened, and that they hadn't found the more precious sentimental items.

And then there are those stories you hear about people who hurt themselves and have to go in for an x-ray, which would then reveal a tumor in a still-treatable phase. Had the initial injury never happened, they might not have been able to start taking steps to address the larger, previously hidden problem.

More challenging situations, like times of loss, grieving a loved one's passing, the end of a relationship - they require a bit more processing to get to the gratitude. Now, more than ever, with increasing climate change resulting in people losing their homes and sometimes their lives, and with wars sending refugees to far-flung places and families losing one another and all the rest - we need to find a way to fully feel and process the pain before we can begin to think about shifting perspective and moving on. For our own well-being and for all of humanity. Because to stew in anger and misery is not good for our vibration, and the ripple effect is too easily felt. We must hold space for ourselves to fully feel our feelings before we can expect ourselves to release them. This is where energy work, including grounding and journaling, as well as creative pursuits, can provide a level of healing.

In these challenging times, I remind myself of the truths in life: that it's short and precious, and I want to make the most of it. It kick-starts and motivates me to explore my gifts, and start living more joy/fully. I'm grateful to be who I am, and I relax into moving into the more positive energetic frequency to make my dreams and visions a reality. I feel lighter and freer after grounding the negative feelings - usually through many, many layers and levels as the pain subsides over time.

Sure, it hurts. It's challenging, to say the least. Time helps heal wounds, but some never close. In thinking about it, I realize that a broken heart has scar tissue. That's a good thing, merely because it means it contains more mass at a greater density. Which means greater energetic potential, according to Einstein's theory of relativity. So in the end, because of the heartbreak, I can be grateful for my eventual increased energetic potential.

I can experience even greater love and compassion. For myself. For others.

I'm eternally grateful for the seemingly shitty things.