This title, from a book I read recently, got me thinking. I have always loved rain from my earliest memories. Something about being warm and secure looking out though the window with raindrops splattering in ever changing patterns. That little reminder seemed to grow again an appreciation of the ordinary aspects of my life that had faded.
I find a similar thing happens when I flip through the Moodscope cards. Cards like 'proud' or 'enthusiastic'. By simply noticing again that I have much to be enthusiastic and proud of seems to grow my appreciation of my mood and increase a sense of balance. Even noticing whether I am jittery or distressed also seems to bring a feeling of the full spectrum of 'the frailty of being human'.
Strangely comforting and enriching. Can even feel like something of a gift.