Thursday, November 23

For Thanksgiving a prose poem of gratitude

giving thanks
for my life for my health that my legs work, that my heart and lungs and mind and hands and eyes are whole that all my parts of me work as they are supposed to, for my body, that i can dance and ride my bike, and get down on my knees or lie on the floor of the forest, that i can walk to the top of a mountain to offer my prayers for my spiritual path, that i feel such love for our Mother, the Earth, for all of Creation, for every living thing i am giving thanks that i am alive another year that i have what i need that i am a whole being that i am part of something much larger than just one woman

giving thanks
for another chance at love for true friendship, for my husband for the deep soul-love we share for his understanding his touch his unconditional loving his knowledge and kindness his companionship on our path his courage his perseverance his eyes that see me and know who i am and mostly for the way he says my name

Collector's Edition Stamps: The Family Collection
giving thanks
for our children, for their beauty inside and out, for the young men my sons have become for their kindness their intelligence and spirit and enthusiasm for their lives for their health and goodness i give thanks, that they have taught me that they have stretched my heart and made me grow into more than i was before they were born for the beauty and love i know they bring to the table

giving thanks
for my family my parents and grandparents for brothers sisters and all who share my eyes and heart and lips and name for love for acceptance for honesty for connection memory and a hand given without thought of return
Climbing a steep dune
for my mother's courage and growth for the look in her eyes for the wisdom of her years and her experience for her folding and enfolding arms that she has never given up

Grace took this one
giving thanks
for my friends, who know the core of me who know my darkness and still point to the light in me for lifetime friends and new friends for inspiration and tears and laughter and knowledge ... for the mirror they are to me for their faith and understanding

Waiting to go to the River
giving thanks
for our four-legged companions for their teachings their animal-wisdom gentle ways especially Sam who has saved my life more than once in his old-soul way

giving thanks
for our home Earth for this planet this jewel that is ours only to care for and the winged ones and swimming ones for insects and worms lions meadowlarks eagles and deer for the growing green things flower root leaf grain fruit tree fern for everything green

Ask me. What the river says, that is what I say
giving thanks
for clean water for rivers and rain mist for lightning for darkness and moonlight for snow and snowmelt glaciers ponds marsh ocean and bay for dancing aurora borealis for clouds for stars to remind us how small and how precious each of us -- each living being -- is ....


ren.kat said...

So beautiful! The photos, too. Thank you for sharing your gratitude. It's inspiring.

Ilona said...

You caused me to give thanks with you today... and especially for your ability to celebrate the beauties of what you have been given, and those who surround you. I envy a bit how you have made yourself such a blessing to them, and given voice to such lovely, lovely thoughts.

pepektheassassin said...

I can't begin to tell you how much I appreciate your words, your photos, your sensitivity and insight, your humor, and your sharing. This is lovely. Thanks.

liz elayne said...

i am very much in my head this morning...and i just want to say thanks for you. for these reminders. for who you are. for this invitation to step outside of my head for a moment.

maureen said...

To all of you who have commented here, and those who read without comments ... thank you for who you are. :-)

Jean said...

Je suis heureux de partager votre bonheur !

Bitterroot said...

M, this is just beautiful. I feel I know your family through your loving descriptions. And Sam!