My allergies have been blowing up for weeks… My back hurts. My hands are cracked, bleeding, and in pain. And I am supposed to dredge something up that I am grateful for? Really? The world is blowing up and I am supposed to look into the LIGHT and find something right— with it all? okay……

I am grateful for Ellie Parker, who has given me some ease of breath and labor for a bit. May I be wise with this gift.

I grew up in the mirror I couldn’t see my face Turned the other way Running in haste An oasis in the desert Spring rain, winter thaw I’m learning to rise While gaining ground at a crawl I celebrate your win In my mind there’s no sin And the sun still shines On ruthless minds…

The other night, I stopped by Safeway to pick up some dinner… I like the sushi they make there; especially the poke bowls. You get a large portion and it is easily priced. There was a small container in the case with poke tuna bits—and no price. Just a clear bowl hanging out with the…

I am grateful for the crowd I have the honor of being in; running with. It’s a good life. (Hi Healer & Marc 🌞)

I am grateful for angels Over America flying to and fro Watching us go Right way. Wrong way. It’s all a show. Games we’re all playing… Pretending we don’t know. Suffering. Soaring. Sailing into the wind. As we end, we begin. Again. Thus… I am grateful— for Angels.

I am grateful for the hues and tones of life… Every life is one well lived. Even an Idi Amin is a pallet of colors; strokes applied to the canvas of LIFE. I am grateful for the freedom to remain an artist in my life; a creator in our scheme of things. I do find,…

admittedly… this is late. AND—I am grateful that I completed my cheat-sheet for my stage ques in the upcoming production of Dream Hou$e. It’s been a good day. I intend to do better then “show up” each day, from this point on… I welcome any support in this realm.

I am grateful for Prince. He continues to inspire, bring together… bring PEACE, JOY, and LOVE into my life. AND—I hope my brother doesn’t blog tomorrow… that’ll be a ten spot, please.

I’m grateful for the ability to use my voice instead of typing, for the voice of sanity, and that I’m not addicted to heroin… because sometimes in this life, you gotta make the harder choice.

as long as I can remember, I’ve been pulled by the magnetic force of a steel ball, bumpers, lights, noise… I’ve visited parlors from here to there—and many in between. i’m an unapologetic pinhead. And I am grateful that there is a beautiful shrine so close to where I live. I am grateful for Alameda’s…

I am grateful for this good feeling I am feeling tonight. It is a feeling of HOPE. A feeling of JOY. I am grateful for this positive energy; this feeling of LOVE.