That perception is shaped by our fear, anger, jealousy, and grief. That suffering comes from the way we perceive the world. That does not make us bad people, it just means that we suffer more than we need to. Very few of us, myself not included, are naturally grateful people. There is however a difference between experiencing gratitude, and being a grateful person. We're grateful to someone who does us a favor. We’re grateful for walking away from a car accident. We’re grateful for the favorable test results. We've all experienced gratitude in some form or another. No matter how wealthy, healthy, loved, beautiful, or lucky you are, or may become, it won’t matter unless you're a grateful person. She has all the requirements people believe are necessary to have a happy life, yet here she was, surrounded by it all, miserable. So why did I choose this story? Because she's attractive, rich, and healthy, and loved. It would be hard for me to invent a better example of first world problems. Now it would be easy to dismiss her as privileged and spoiled.
#SCITE BULLET HELL FULL#
Then there are those - like her - who see a full glass and experience it as being empty. There are those who see the glass as half empty. There are those who see the glass as half full. “Well look at it! There’s too much wine in the glass, it'll get warm!” “What’s wrong?” She looked at me indignantly, waving her hand at the glass as if it had just insulted her. The rest of our table had noticed her scowl and - judging from their expressions - were as perplexed as I was. It was a chilled, clean, heavy pour of an expensive vintage. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't reconcile her expression with the scene. Rather than enjoying this tiny cosmic win, a wide frown spread across her face. All eyes followed the glass until it was elegantly placed in front of Miss Misery. It was the first drink to arrive at our parched table. Perched on this tray, was a long-stemmed glass of golden wine so crisp you could see the pearls of condensation forming.
Soon a waiter emerged, balancing a black lacquer tray. It was a muggy night, so we ordered drinks to cool us down while we waited for our food. It was one of those once-in-a-lifetime sort of over-the-top experiences.
On one of our last nights, we treated ourselves to a table at a fancy torchlit dinner at a restaurant tucked into a rainforest. When we made good time there, she would worry about the way back. On a sunny day, she would bemoan tomorrow's cloudy forecast. One of us was burdened with the unfortunate talent of finding a fault in any given situation. Allow me to share a cautionary tale.Ī few years ago, I was on vacation with a group of people. How do we become grateful? More importantly, why should we become grateful? Let's start there. It's something we're told often "you should be grateful." The implication being, that we're not grateful. Tis the season to be jolly, to give thanks, to count our blessings, and be grateful.
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