I am grateful that even though I haven’t posted in here, the gratitude gang is still here, going strong.
I am grateful Niel commented on Samuel’s YouTube video. (He thought it was so cool, Niel, that you live in South Africa yet came to visit his video! It isn’t the moon, I wanted to tell him, simply a different part of our planet. LOL)
I am grateful for my morning coffee.
I am grateful for shifting perspectives, toward the positive.
I am grateful for Cameron, who swept me away and off to The Getty Museum yesterday. It was the first day I felt calm, completely, for the past two weeks. Needed it.
I am grateful I got some fun shots with my camera yesterday, becoming even more intimate with art…
I am grateful for you, reading….
I am grateful for my friend, Mel, whose birthday is today.
I am grateful for first friday, which was such a good time.
I am grateful for the trip to the East Bay, had such a blast there.
I am grateful for the Poetry Walk in Berkeley. Fantastic.
I am grateful for poets, all across the world, who write and perform with passion that overflows amongst us.
I am grateful.
Today I am grateful for…
1. The fun, carefree time with Emma and Samuel today. It was so balanced in fun, day-to-day chores, errands, reading, creating… perfect.
2. My time with Josh, Jennie and Emma yesterday.
3. Remembering how fun no-purpose flirting can be.
4. Strike for STAGE DOOR was easy and even a teensy bit fun.
5. Fresh strawberries
bonus: working out on Samuel’s wii fit (which makes him so happy!)
a fun time at the cast party for Stage Door last night
a good night’s sleep where the duvet was a necessary part of it
Katherine’s willingness to log in on foursquare – so I know where she is while she is visiting Davis
the high number of friends I have who really care about me ~
the used bookstore final sale today… and the treasures I always manage to find at thrift stores and the Re-Store and every place else I go to find things to upcycle, etc….
I am grateful for my writing porch
I am grateful for my cup of Dunkin Donuts coffee
I am grateful for the plentiful images to write, to ponder, to dissect constantly appearing right in front of me
I am grateful for voices
I am grateful for open spans of time to create
I am grateful Monday will be here soon
I am grateful
for the movie Poetry directed by Lee Chang-dong…
for Emma’s willingness to watch a subtitled film only to discover (as I told her) soon, you will forget you are reading subtitles. She did.
for very cool cemeteries in tucked away places
for laughter over unusual things
for passionate living, no matter what
I am grateful for…
1. the surprise of late Spring rainy mornings
2. productive rehearsals filled with people I enjoy
3. places to go that fill me with joy
4. silly photography
5. sentient sunsets
I am grateful for the fun time with the high five photos around town
I am grateful for Samuel’s book fair and my continued presence on campus. Samuel said this morning he wishes I could come every day. Bittersweet.
I am grateful for my cell phone. How I love it. Crazy, I know.
I am grateful for the night blooming trees in my neighborhood.
I am grateful to have a relatively open day. Thinking a picnic and time with the ducks is in order.
I am grateful for Samuel’s improvement.
I am grateful for the enormous thank you card from the kids at Independence High’s Writing Camp last week!
I am grateful for this place, to list my gratitudes, even though I am not here as often these days.
the rainy time at the labyrinth last night, prayerwalking even when the context was completely imperfect!
everyone at the CAC meeting. I am finally feeling integrated after how long?
optimism about Samuel again.
the planning that is going into my upcoming trip to Massachusetts, Connecticut, New Hampshire and Vermont.
My new phone. It is almost ridiculous how much pleasure I am gaining from it!
The choice I made to step back in here at 43 things!
the comment from Simon on my small stones blog. Somehow reading comments from writers I know who are admired brings more of a “big deal” feeling to me. Strange yet not, I suppose.
my Writing Campers. Intense, lovely work being done at Camp.
the ability to show up at 43things as I can and knowing it is here, will be here and my friends are here… loving and waiting and cool with my presence and my absence as well.
the coldness on the tip of my nose. Says “I am alert.”
The drive to Los Angeles yesterday. Tedious and yet… awakening.
Yesterday’s Moonset and Sunrise.