There has been much todo in social media these past few weeks, about all the things that are going wrong in the world. A post from Pope Leo reminded me that filling your mind with conflict and wrongs that you can do nothing about, will sap your emotional energy and paralyze you. Instead, he encouraged us to see the good and work for justice in order to be the hope that the world needs. That is very much in line with the philosophy of gratitude, where you focus on what you are grateful for, and so have a positive outlook, one that will inspire yourself and others.
So, looking at this trip through the lens of gratitude.
I am grateful for the people who shared this experience with me. For my Joanna who jumped on a plane and then on a ship for an adventure with her mother. For Johanna who drove from the south of Germany to the the north, organized accommodation and trips to show me a face of my birth country which I did not know. For Chris, Liz, Kalina and Natasha who trained into Hamburg to share dinner with me and then took me around the city for a walking tour. For Richard, Jennie, TovaElise and Rowan who included me in the excitement of their move to a new home. Reconnecting with people strengthens our ties which even the internet can't match.
And, there are people whose names I don't know, the gentleman who showed me where to catch a number 11 bus in Sandviken, the lady who helped with tickets and bus stop to get me to Valbo Shopping Center, the waiter who secured decaf coffee on the ship and many others. People who reassure you in the belief that most individuals are decent, helpful and often, friendly.
I am grateful for the wonderfully diverse natural world and also the gardens that celebrate the beauty of a particular species or area. From the lush tropical environment in Martinique, to the resilience of the trees after a hurricane, to the tenacity of trees against the North Sea winds. And then there were the gardens in Ponta Delgada with puhutakawas in bloom and the Hobbie garden of Westersede showing that people who love plants create enduring magical spaces.
I am grateful for fantastic food, simple or complex, for Conference pears , Swedish lunches, German bread, Nutella gelato, brown beans at breakfast, fancy cakes.
I am grateful for the unusual song of birds in different lands.
I am grateful for good internet everywhere and the many marvels of modern technology, for smart elevators that send a specific one to you rather than the whole bank of them, for ships that install windmills in the ocean, for my credit card that will buy what I want anywhere.
I am grateful for environmental initiatives in hotels, on the ship, in Gavle's recycling depot, in the Saga lounge where it is posted the grams per person to encourage minimal waste. I love the wind farms along the Baltic sea, the solar arrays on many houses, the focus on local food and celebration of unique local products like Sanddorn jam, fresh fish, North Sea shrimps, and Azorean pineapple.
I am grateful for good organization so that life runs smoothly, for protocols on the ship, for trains that run on time (all except one, but 1/9 is good odds), museums set up so there can be a crowd of highschool teens doing a project but the tourist is not impacted.
I am grateful for the wide diversity of people and languages so I know I can fit in also.
I am grateful that my feet have been good despite all the walking.
I am grateful for surprises, possible even at 74 years, like a hedge of rhododendrons that is a sea of white, or a new colour of petunia (deep purple with a bright green edge!).
I am grateful for my freedom to plan this vacation how I wanted, to book hotels and trains that suited me, to take my granddaughters shopping.
I am grateful for a home in a good country where people care about me.
I am truly grateful and remind myself of that at the end of each day.























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