grateful for the sound of the trees when it’s windy outside. via /r/gratitude

I'm from a tropical country so I don't have many opportunities to feel the wind and the positive power it has on me, which is something I crave and love. Many times, heavy and hot air is what we have. I love and need the sun too, but last night* experience felt like a dream.

I was on my window and everything was so peaceful and respectful in the neighbourhood. I was feeling amazing by the end of that experience. Feeling the cool breeze on my face, entering my nose and going to my lungs, I felt hugged and in great company of myself and nature.

I would describe it as getting a vitality shot after a long long time of need for a true second of peace (not forced, but as a surprised, really calming my soul)

I just closed my eyes and let myself feel the breeze when the wind did the job of just passing, making the most beautiful mystic sound on those many thousands of leaves we have around. That is one of the most beautiful sounds of nature I was gifted to hear until today, and I'm so grateful my neighbours can be difficult people, but at least they are not tree hates. I'm so glad they kept the trees.

It was a short experience, maybe 3 minutes, two and half minutes. But it felt like a lifetime of gratitude.

I have a complicated relationship with gratitude, I'm feral in the negative side as well. But I'm grateful to still be able to feel gratitude, even when I'm broken or sad, or too disconnected of everything.