Resigning myself to the influence of all this rain. And looking forward to buds, blossoms, sun…thank you Henry David Thoreau.
Fathers. Deep gratitude to all the Dads and granddads, pops and papas, papous and zaydes around the world. Today and everyday. Happy Father’s Day. Thank you Henry David Thoreau.
Awake. Grateful for every moment that I am awake to whatever is arising in my experience. Thank you Henry David Thoreau for this wise call to awake-ness.
Influence of the earth. Grateful for so many miraculous experiences of nature and life on this planet. Everyday. And for Henry David Thoreau (again and again).
Alone. Yes. Time alone is golden. I find it wholesome, fertile, challenging and clarifying. So very grateful. Thank you wise Thoreau.
See. It’s easy to look at something without really seeing it. Grateful for every moment of clear seeing. And once again, Thoreau.
Love more. Ourselves, each other, the natural world. Grateful for this capacity of the heart and mind. Today, yes, and everyday. Thank you Henry David Thoreau.