I am a poet, a writer, editor, worker, friend, partner.
That all is well – that I’m safe, that I’m OK. My fears, poverty, worry, and loneliness go away in that minute.
Anyone who stumbles, owns it, gets up, and gets moving.
The small kindnesses that John shows me, unexpected little things, a certain softness that wasn’t there before.
All I can do is try to be an ethical, kind person. I have no children, so I can only hope I leave loved ones with a sense I did my best.
That I am here at all. To be honest, the moments of amazement have been far apart….struggling with survival as a poor person.
By walking alone and paying attention to the flower poking through the concrete, simple outdoor things. I can take time in the morning to sit outside and listen to birdsong, drink coffee, and see the day approach.
What I see is how much my idea of self is attached to external things. It’s loss and opportunity all rolled up together.
I might let go of judgement and longing…I might find more acceptance, or see where I need to make changes.
Alfredo Arreguin, Steven Gillis, all the known and unknown ancestors, all the women-mothers-sisters who have struggles, who’ve outlasted, and endured.
It reminds me I am capable of deep feeling and connection.
I hear you. I can be still and be with you. Let me hold your hand.
Sunshine, the smallest changes of the season. Today, I could start to see tiny buds on trees as I took a walk. It reminds me – “Behold, the beautiful world I made for you.”All things return and all things want to live.
I am feeling it right now, after taking time to be alone with my thoughts, putting worry on the back burner. I am brought back to the present moment where all is well. It is a deep feeling of peace in my heart.
When I forgave John after a terrible incident. It showed me my part in it, and served as a springboard for him to address some serious issues.
I was happy to know my friends Amanda, Neil ,Sarah, and my parents.
By being available and present as our beloved dog, Jango, is either rallying from a serious illness, or moving to leave us and go to where all dogs are well, and strong, and happy.
That I endure…I can walk, see, write, listen to music.
It would elevate a meal to a sacred encounter. I have experienced that at the shabbat table….the break from wordly things, worries, petty obsessions and annoyances…to breathe and be norished.
Patience and tolerance, remembering they stuggle like I do and deserve the same respect, and accepatance.
Loyalty and being able to take the long view of things, being able to remind me of the best things in myself.
Stay connected to the community by adding people to your list.
This site is brought to you by A Network for Grateful Living, a 501(c)(3) nonprofit. All donations are fully tax deductible in the U.S.A.
© 2000 - 2019, A Network for Grateful Living
Website by Briteweb