What word upon days Rests lightly as a nest Abandoned by summer youth Flying towards their sky; their story It is the last hours of sun’s reign And weathered boats tether up For winter storms Fuel stored For warming the hearths Of hibernating souls It is in these months Of blood-red leaves The opportunity for…

Blood boils. Rhythm of the heat. Love toils. Ego takes a seat. I am grateful for the ever burning fire that keeps the storms rolling, waters flowing, leaves turning, world burning.

…in that time, amongst friends, I wasn’t a stranger in a strange land – I was home.

I’m just grateful that I got tomorrow – ’cause, though today was a good day, it’s been challenging, too.

Tonight, at Amy’s drive through… we pulled up to the window. Tony, the gentleman manning the window, checked our order with us. After everything checked out, he told us that our meal had been paid for by the car in front of us… Because their meal was paid for by the car in front of…

Today was a beautiful day. Tonight is a beautiful night. There are people I know that are stuck inside for health reasons. I am grateful that I can walk outside and enjoy the easy bounty of nature’s display.

There are all types of work… Work of consciousness and character. Hard labor. Mental dexterity. …and the work of silently listening to that which is not yet known. I am grateful for my work.

I am grateful for… Marlin

I am grateful for the wonderful day and evening I had yesterday… Surprised to be sitting almost on top of the stage… Witnessing miracles of notes; mastery of sounds. There are other miracles in the air. Witnessing final days is amazing… and I am grateful for the two in person helping transitions to other realms….

Truly, I imagine, both my brother and I have the same thing prominently on our mind. So, I am grateful for the killer workout I started the day with via Jake and JT – premier coaches of the WORLD! And I am grateful for the day enfolding fairly peacefully… And now… bedtime.

The moon rises on a different world this evening. Things are changing; chapters end – new ones begin. I am grateful that my sisters are with our Mother. I hear your words – you gave me a lot of wonder full experiences. Sólo el amor prevalece…

I guess I am glad I don’t own a gun. I guess I am grateful for the time I spent with Syd today. It was easy; nice walk. Good game. I guess I am grateful for those I can communicate honestly, and thoroughly with. I guess I am grateful for our humanity.