I let these words and phrases spill out onto the page uninhibited, welling up from my heart and soul. Today, as a practice of thanks-giving, take out your own pen and paper and let the blessings flow.
I am grateful for:
The warm winter sun on my shoulders
The darkness of short days that wraps me like a blanket
The spices in my hot cider, cinnamon on my tongue
The furry warm throw that covers my toes
The tiny tart oranges that fill a blue bowl
The tingling saltiness of an engulfing hot bath
The kindness of strangers
The unconditional generosity of friends
The infinite compassion of family
The gentle heart of my husband
The peels of laugher from neighborhood children
The courageous hearts of my students
The cozy humbleness of my home
The deep knowing of searing disappointment
The living to take on another day
The co-mingling of terror and joy
The transformation of a love-torn heart
The passion of courageous victory
The sensation of tears of joy
The sound of my enriched, deepened voice
The seeing from clear and curious eyes
The calm of stillness within my heart
The beginnings of satiation in my soul
The steps of my feet on a path well worn and yet brand new
The cycles of the moon
The promise of a New Year
And the chance to live it all again!
