I bet they are all around you even now, and you didn't see them. You walked into the room, sat down and never noticed. It takes energy to look. It requires a deep desire to find them, even when they are inconspicuous.

 

There are green things surrounding you. I started hunting and found fifty seven and I have not yet even put on my glasses. Some are turquoise, or sage, forest or apple. They were there whether or not I turned my head, though I think their color brightened at my gaze. I laughed to realize I had missed two on first inspection... the rug under my feet and the print of the skirt I am wearing.

 

Blessings are all around us too, though we get stale at remembering. It is a pity, really, because the joy is intensified with awareness. The birds were singing just now, heedless of my attention, but when I became receptive the sound pierced my calloused senses. I wonder what happens to the joy when I am too passive to pick it up? Does it wait for another blessee more open than me? Or is there a cache predestined for me alone, and if I neglect it it atrophies?

 

A woman named Ann who is homeschooling her six children on a farm in Canada is jump starting my sense of blessings. She has a playful list of what to look for. I enjoyed the scavenger hunt.