I'm Still Blessed

How three ordinary yet extraordinary words taught me the perfect gratitude practice.


I'm Still Blessed

On one of my recent trips to Connecticut I woke early and stumbled into the lobby of my hotel searching for coffee. While fixing my cuppa joe, I paused to notice the space and stillness of the early morning. I was grateful to sit down and enjoy my coffee before the day got going. It was an ordinary moment that was about to become profoundly ordinary.

I exchanged greetings with an older woman working the very early shift. When I asked how she was, she said on cue, “I’m still blessed.” She nodded, looked me in the eyes, and walked away. And there it was, in three simple words, my teaching for the day.

I’m still blessed.

You may have heard this saying before, but I had not. In a nutshell, this profoundly ordinary sentence is the perfect gratitude practice.

These three words acknowledge all that has been given to me in the past—the wonderful gifts of my health, my family and friends, and my passion for my work. It acknowledges the present moment and the simple fact that I am living, breathing, and aware of who I am and what I have.

I’m still blessed.

I’ve been repeating these ordinary yet extraordinary words ever since my encounter with that beautiful angel in the wee hours of the morning in a hotel in Connecticut.

I invite you to try them out for a few days. Let me know what happens.