(written this morning at Northwest Coffee)
I'm thankful for...
The present moment
people who turn garages into coffee shops
chai tea latte
writing
writing with friends
friends
friends who keep me accountable to myself
friends who take time to check in
my many circles of awakening and liberation
co-counseling
Sts. Clare and Francis, ECC
Writing to Wake Up
Saturday morning Sangha
I'm thankful
for these hands
that are writing
these words
for two good legs
to get me where I want to go
for feet
that make the road by walking
for this brilliant brain of mine
that can think a new thought every second
for my big bottomless heart
that welcomes the world in
for my life
that has been blessed
to cross the path
of so many amazing
spirits/teachers/friends/beloveds
I'm thankful
for the words of others
who inspire me
to find my own
who let me know
I'm not alone
who create worlds
I can escape into
when I just need a break
I'm thankful
for all the tears I've shed
because I've loved so hard
I'm thankful
for all the laughs
that extend my life
I'm thankful
for the hospitality
I have received
the homes and families
I've been welcomed into
the embraces and kisses on the cheek
the firm handshakes
and hand holding
I'm thankful
for human connection
for knowing that
I am because you are
for earth connection
for roots
for fresh grown food with love
for communities of resistance
who believe in a better way
I'm thankful
for those who can still inspire me
in a world full of
bad news
I'm thankful
for good news
I'm thankful
for the women
who have gone before me
and sacrificed so much
so that I have more opportunities
more freedom
and we're not done yet
I'm thankful
for the ordinary people
who did extraordinary things
do extraordinary things
I'm thankful
for the women
who teach their children well
I'm thankful for children
the little ones
who remind us
how to be fresh from God
newly human
exploring the world
with energy and enthusiasm
and creativity and curiosity
I'm thankful
for these eyes
that get to witness
the mystery and beauty
of the world daily unfolding
and these ears
that can listen
to great symphonies
spoken word
and the stories of others
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