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Editor's Picks 1. Hardly Heathens 2. The Withering Light - Self-Righteousness 3. Humanity, Regardless of Race or Religion 4. Be the reason God finds in you a good life 5. Thanksgiving Blessing 6. Estranged 7. American Haiku 8. 9. Heading 1 Gratitude Inventory Heading 2 List the things you are grateful for in 2019 Hook Can you list 12 things you are grateful for this year? About This Newsletter November Nights are growing longer and colder, as the tapestry of the year is rolled up waiting to be stored in the closet of memory. Golden threads of gratitude highlight the joy experienced in each passing month. Letter From the Editor Twenty Nineteen has been an interesting and stressful year, which means it is time to take inventory of the things you have to be thankful for. Can you think of, at least, one thing from each month that you are grateful for? Did someone share something with you that made you smile? Did you share something with someone else that made that person smile? Did you learn something new? Did you do something for the first time that you would like to do again? Is there something that you take for granted, that you would miss if you lost it? Start your gratitude inventory by opening a document or opening your journal to a new page. At the top of the page write "Gratitude Inventory for 2019". Now begin your list with "I am grateful that in January of 2019 ...", and finish the sentence by writing something you are grateful for. After you finish the sentence or paragraph for January, go on to February. You write a sentence or paragraph for each month, so that when you finish this list in December you have twelve sentences or paragraphs listing your gratitude for the year. If you cannot think of anything to list for January or February, reread your journal or blog entries for those months. Find something to be grateful for in each month, even if it is something as small as a cup of coffee with an old friend. Look at the routine or random events that happen each day, do they hold a clue to an event that goes on your gratitude inventory. Editors Picks
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Feedback "Spiritual Newsletter (July 31, 2019)" THANKFUL SONALI Library Class! writes: I liked your newsletter about grief. Here's a letter I wrote to my (late) mother.
Jacqueline I have lost my dad this year March 22. He spent five weeks in hospital trying to fight infection on his lungs, but he was to week from the fall he had. I was with him though the whole ordeal. It brook my heart, watching him slip away for that last week. I beg him to fight, but he couldn't, but I did get to hug him and he me before they gave him morfine to may him confinable but it put him a deep sleep. The five stages of grif I would say I am still at anger. I miss him so much it hurts. |