Updated: The Mindfulness Toolbox: Gratitude

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Gratitude is a means of shifting awareness and attention.
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It truly is a core mindfulness practice that can alter our mood—not to mention how we can perceive reality.
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Research has shown that gratitude is an evidence-based practice that is useful for mild to moderate depression.
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One study titled “Counting blessings versus burdens: An experimental investigation of gratitude and subjective well-being in daily life”—conducted by psychologists McCullough, Emmons, and Tsang and published in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology found that those subjects who focused on gratitude and kept a journal reported themselves as being happier, more optimistic about their lives, and even exercised an hour and a half more per week than those subjects who did not practice gratitude.
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In her book, Gratitude , inspirational author Melody Beattie reminds us: Look closely at the ordinary in your life.
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While you’re being grateful, don’t forget to express pure, sheer gratitude for how
beautiful the ordinary really is.
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We can easily overlook the ordinary and take it for granted. The sun rises and sets, the seasons come and go, and we forget how beautiful and sensational the familiar really is.
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There are many forms of expressing gratitude.
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There’s the basic gratitude that Melody Beattie touches on in the aforementioned quote.
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This includes those commonplace and familiar things that are so easy to take for granted—like a roof over our head, a plentiful water supply, and a bed to sleep on, just to name a few.
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6 responses to this post.

  1. I’m grateful for your freaking awesome blog. Also the sky.

  2. Thanks Mikey

  3. Great stuff, I’ve been keeping a gratitude journal which I write in in the mornings! 🙂

  4. Excellent

    Gratitude is a key to finding peace and enjoying happiness

  5. Posted by Jennifer on May 14, 2017 at 2:20 pm

    It’s been 10 years she’s gone. I sit at Elmers on this Mothas Day and reflect. A beautiful single red rose before me. A gift for Mothers day.
    I remember her so long ago at the kitchen sink doing dishes. An overwhlelming feeling of my love for her and mortality. She turned around surprised I put my arms around her and held on to her. In spite of abuse she still is my mother and I loved her .
    I’m so glad I had that moment and wish she was here to accept this perfect rose

  6. That is a long journey to have that much forgiveness and compassion

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