Month: October 2016

On gratitude and blessings

I sit on my deck hunched over my illuminated phone, humid warm air still caressing me like a blanket. The cicadas and tree frogs are singing, the crickets add to the choir–the night symphony. And for percussion, the pine cones falling heavy on roofs and sidewalks and stones. I am here on my hammock, looking up (past my phone) into an ink blue sky, with clouds like a comforter (maybe that’s why it’s still so warm!). The last vestiges of color– dark Crimson of the deck, evergreen of the tree leaves, the tiny yellow flicker of a plane’s lights in the sky. The air is still, And my neighbors all seem to be nestled into their couches, tv’s glowing. In this stillness and sound, I am grateful for my ability to see these things, see them down to my bones. These are just some of the amazing things of life. I am thankful for the ability to stop and look and listen and smell the world that I love so much. I am also grateful …