An interesting way to look at your life from a state of gratitude may be like this.
I’m fairly confident in suggesting that everyone either knows of, or has heard of a story of someone who contracted a terminal illness, whether it is cancer, aids, heart disease or whatever. Often people in this situation, once they get over the initial morning period, grief period or shock and accept the fact that they are going to pass at some time, move into a state of peace, or contentment.
They begin to look back over their lives from a place of absolute gratitude and they look forward to the remainder of their days with a joyous expectation. The funny thing is that we all suffer from the same terminal illness; it’s called life, and I am terribly sorry to inform you but it is contagious.
“Life loves the liver of it.”
Maya Angelou
I can make one absolutely clear promise to you, this is that every one of us can be certain that we are going die, we just don’t know the date yet. Couldn’t we too therefore look back on our lives past, with gratitude? And too, couldn’t we look forward to the remainder of our days with joyous expectation?!
When I first recognized that I was born with the terminal, highly contagious, untreatable illness called life I was driving home from work, somewhat stuck in traffic thinking about one of my dearest friend’s mother, who was recently diagnosed with bone cancer. Catherine, our friend, was understandably extremely upset about the diagnosis as too were Nathalie (my incredible partner) and I as we both cared greatly for not just Cat but her entire family.
“The Art of living is more like wrestling than dancing.”
-Marcus Aurelius
But in the moment of thinking about them it dawned on me that we are all going to die. I knew for certain that her mother would move into a state of acceptance or understanding and be once again at peace with herself, whilst moving into an emotional space of absolute gratitude for not only the time she has had, but furthermore the time yet to come. This made me realize that I too had a limited time on this planet, and even more so in this ‘bag of bones.’
“A dying man needs to die, as a sleepy man needs to sleep, and there comes a time when it is wrong, as well as useless, to resist.”
-Stuart Alsop
This was yet another catalytic moment in my life. Now I know it sounds silly that in this moment, at the ripe old age of thirty six and a half I had a light bulb moment and realized that I was not going to be around forever. It was more that I realized that if it takes a terminal illness for us to take stock of what we have and of what we are yet to have, and feel complete happiness, love and gratitude for it, then we all should be living our lives being absolutely grateful for everything!!
It made me realize that all of the garbage or all of the ‘stuff’ that I focus on in my life, all of the little things that irritate me, or frustrate me or anything like that really, really truly does not mean anything to me anymore. I made a vow in that moment to live a life of gratitude. I was going to live my life the way that I should, to the full, a life of absolute health, joy, wealth and abundance.
“Any idiot can face a crisis – its day to day living that wears you out.”
-Anton Chekhov
Oddly enough everything else in my life was falling into place like a children’s jigsaw puzzle so I had absolute faith that this was going to work itself out. There was no doubt in my mind, I was living my life the way it should be, not the way it was presenting itself to me. I decided to live my life to the full, after all I knew that I suffered from the most common terminal illness mankind is ever to be afflicted by, life.
I refused to allow my apparent circumstances dictate to me how I should or should not be feeling at any given moment. I knew that that very day could have been my last and made a conscious decision to fix the things I could, not fuss over the things I couldn’t change and enjoy life fully in the process.
I greatly invite you to consider the same.














