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Season of Thanksgiving.  What am I thankful for - is that a question or a statement?
That color blue I saw in just a peak of the sky, blue, elusive, light, delicate - behind clouds just a few shades lighter.  The winter colors of sky that appear more like ice, cool, translucent, barely there
The moments of laughter with a friend when I realized the reason the door wouldn't open - when I kept trying to get in her car on the passenger side using my own car keys.
Seeking treasures in our favorite thrift store - and finding at least one.
Having a little more time and a patient friend who let me stay longer - and I try to figure out where I'm going.
That I have enough for now.
Being able to love simple things.
Being able to find pleasure in watching actors.


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Last year my sister started this exercise.  Of giving thanks.  She found it hard after the first few things, to come up with more than thanks for her family, her husband and children, and of course her pets.  I found it exhilarating and kept going on and on.  So many things in my life weren't the way I wanted but I still had so much to be thankful for.  I have not been as grateful in the past as I would have liked, and there are days when the head fills with anger, resentment, frustration and wonderment of how my life is ever going to work again.  But sometime during that day I will laugh, I will forget for a few minutes what weighs heavily on my mind, and sometime on that day I will come out of the gloom for just awhile. 

I am thankful for the creative thoughts that have come back to me, the vision, the connection to the great creative source that I once had and flowed so freely.  You know what I mean, I love that the stories are coming back.  (I'm speaking to God here, not you.)  thank you for that, that's the gift I missed the most, having that connecting and feeling those thoughts jump into my mind for I know they came from you.  Thank you for giving me the mind that puts things together the way it does, that thinks and makes connection and leaps from thought to thought like an innocent child.  I love my mind and I treasure that gift more than anything - it's the loveliest gift I've ever known.





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