Day before Thanksgiving. I’m glad I’m a woman who summons gratitude all year long. I need a rigorous gratitude practice to keep me on my chosen path.
I’m grateful for love shared.
For truths told.
For tears shed.
For beauty mutually seen even through tears and smeared makeup.
For letting go of resignation and embracing opportunity.
For embracing in general. And specific.
I’m grateful for laughter, even (especially?) the kind that comes with tears.
For open-hearted generous wonderful respectful earthy prayerful love.