I like it when I start the day by lighting the lamp, placing boiled milk at our altar, and writing Ganesha in my prayer book. I don’t have the discipline to follow this routine every morning but when I do, it sets the right tone for the day. I start the day with humility, with the knowledge that I will be dealing with things that are within my control as well as ones that are beyond my reach. I seek for strength, courage, forgiveness, and grace. I count my blessings.
It’s not about heaven, hell, salvation or rebirth. It’s about living this life with confidence, wisdom, kindness and gratitude. It’s about the presence of a high power that I can surrender to and take refuge in.
I am thankful that I have a place of worship that I can go to, one that fills my heart and soul. I am thankful that as I recite my slokams for the day, I get to indulge in self- affirmations and practice setting intentions. I am thankful that I can pick and choose to follow those rituals and traditions that give the most personal meaning to me and to us as a family. I am thankful for my faith.