A few days ago, I got this idea in my head that I wanted to make a Gratitude Tree. I haven’t quite figured out the particulars, but I spent a great deal of time thinking of things and people I am grateful for that would go on my tree.
I imagine myself in my mind’s eye using a black Sharpie marker to write down what it is on the back of a colorful looking ornament. I only really see the back of the one-dimensional ornament—where I am writing.
The idea has actually spiraled so out of control in my head, that all I can think about are lists of things and people for which I am grateful. As I go through my day, I am imagining writing with my Sharpie the people in front of me, and hanging it on the tree.
I think I am going to need a mighty big tree.
I got the idea from a Christmas tree, of course, but the ornaments would signify the something’s or someone’s. I imagine it to be one of the mightiest of pines in the forest.
The more I have thought about it, the bigger the tree has grown in my mind’s eye. After day three, the top of the branches are reaching the clouds in the sky. I am on a tall ladder hanging the ornaments.
Since having my idea, I have noticed a shift in my perception of my world. It seems that the blue filter has been lifted. I am too busy going through my days picking out ornaments for my tree.
I knew I was grateful before this unintentional exercise in mindfulness. I knew that I had many blessings to count. I didn’t know that it would be a challenge to count them because they are constantly being added into my world.
Because of the drastic shift in such a short period, I am going to continue to play around with this idea. Perhaps I will really create a Gratitude Tree, or maybe I will suggest it to others to simply imagine.