"A Year of Gratitude"

I was inspired, several years ago, by Sarah Ban Breathnach, author of the book, 'Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy." In the book, she talks about the transformative power of gratitude and encourages every person to keep a daily 'gratitude journal' by writing down at least 5 things that they are grateful for every day. I have kept a journal since I was a little girl (though sporadic, at times) and when I kept a gratitude journal in addition to my regular journal, I was amazed at the results.

This year, in an effort to combine my interests in photography, journaling and scrapbooking with my expression of daily gratitude, I've decided to embark upon a project I've entitled, "A Year of Gratitude". This is my novice attempt at photo journalism!

Everyday, I will post at least one photo and one blog (Blogspot) and status (Facebook) about at least one thing I am grateful for in that day. I will date it and only use photos taken on that day (with minor exceptions).

After 12/31/10, I will comprise all the daily photos and blogs into a book which I will then have printed for myself. I'm a little slow to respond to the Universe sometimes, and being that I just received the inspiration to do this on 1/10/10, I will post up images I have from the first of the year and be consistent daily from 1/10/10 forward.

In the process, it is my hope to honor the people, places, situations and blessings in my life. It is also my hope to discover beauty in the everyday stuff of life, to seek the miraculous in the mundane and to celebrate the extraordinary in the ordinary. I am humbled and excited to embark upon this journey. Mahalo for sharing it with me. . .may you find joy and gratitude each and every day of your life. God Bless.

Sunday, May 16, 2010

"Aunty Lois"


5.10.10. I am grateful for families. . .God Bless You, Aunty Louisa!
Got the word that Aunty Louisa had been flown by helicopter to Queen's hospital for brain surgery and Dinah, Austin and I went to visit her. We ate at Zippy's afterwards. ( I would've taken a picture of her, but she liked to look her best in photos, so I respected that.) She's my favorite aunty, she took me through the temple while mom assisted Nani. She was always (and still is) so beautiful and well-groomed and strong and spunky and told great spooky Kohala stories. She's 84 now and to see her a bit forgetful (although she didn't forget the stories of the good ole days when she used to be a scrapper!) and in a hospital bed was sad. Especially given the fact that she looks like mom. So we were the last to have a coherent conversation with her before she went into surgery. . .2 surgeries later, they said their good-byes and thought it was the end, but, wouldn't you know. . .she's still kickin. If it's her time, it's her time, but if she has any say in the matter, she'll stick around for a bit more!
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