More from Rachel Remen – My Grandfather’s Blessings.
“Most of us have been given more blessings than we have received. We do not take time to be blessed or make the space for it. We have filled our lives so full of other things that we have no room to receive our blessings.”
Yikes! Initially, I wanted to quibble. How can I have been given more blessings than I have received? (That is, in fact, a complex legal issue – when does an offer become accepted and create a contract.) And how can I not have room to receive my blessings? My troubles, okay, but my blessings? Yet it quickly becomes apparent that I am on the losing side of this argument and Remen delivers the kill shot with the text that follows.
“One of my patients once told me that she has an image of us all being circled by our blessings, sometimes for years, like airplanes in a holding pattern at an airport, stacked up with no place to land, waiting for a moment of our time, our attention.”
What blessings do I have still up in the air? Which ones have I had circling for years? So here I am, in the air traffic control tower, computer screen in front of me, headset on. To which of those circling blessings do I give the okay to land?
It occurs to me... 