Even the insomnia that sometimes leads us to 4 am windows to see such…
Awe…
Simplicity…
My heart is full of many good things tonight, but over it all, a white globe calls me to stop and look.
When I do, I am captivated by the thought of all the people who are watching with me, who have been looking upward for thousands of seasons.
May the pull of this moon bring you to your center. May it guide you, console you, remind you that you are witnessing this moment in time for a higher reason.
You are meant to be here, watching with the world in wide eyed wonder. Don’t miss the magic of the days. Or of the luminous nights.
You know how one thing makes you think of another? That’s where my thought train has been traveling this week…
My youngest grandchild had eye surgery a few days ago, and all went well. I sent up prayers for her, of course. Those led to prayers for her parents, prayers for her siblings and their caretakers, prayers for her pediatric surgeon, prayers of thanksgiving that we have good hospitals not too far away, that someone built those hospitals, that someone made a decision to study medicine, that someone encouraged a student in medical school, that all the stars aligned and all worked out for this precious 13 month old.
Of course I am skipping some steps, but you get the idea.
Then, the thank you prayers that followed…and how easily those came to my lips in the space I stood. Not in a church, but on a path where this child and I have spent time and hopefully will again soon. Prayers lifted in conversation and the inner wisdom of knowing they were heard.
For every big thing we are grateful for, there are always connectors.
Think of one thing you are grateful for tonight. List four or five things that had to happen to make it so. Plenty of reasons for gratitude and wonder and awe if we take a moment to see.
The gift of sight…inner and outer and all the shades in between. 🌟
A few days ago, I asked students in my College Life Skills class to write non- repeating words in their planners for the month of October. The words? Things they are grateful for—something new each day. It took a few days for them to start looking small, but today we arrived. Will you join us?
“jokes”
“rain”
“pens and pencils”
“the way my pop cooks steak”
“pepper”
I’m a proud teacher. These young men and women are trying, even though they are not convinced about the power of gratitude. We will get there. 🌟
My list tonight…my five things culled from this week’s long list:
Fridays.
Windows.
Texts from my children.
Holiday emojis.
Butter.
Think small…the moments are right in front of us. ❤️
October—she is already showing out with vivid colors…every morning and evening I look for the newest color, the latest transformation
Crisp mornings and the cup of coffee I hold with both hands, its heat warming me before even taking the first sip
Full moon moments and that eternal trying to get the perfect camera shot…but knowing the looking and noticing count for as much as the elusive photo
Poetry…words read and shared and written in solitary moments and lately with a new group of students…sonnets were the form this week…sestinas next.
Weekends…to reconnect with the slow rituals and silences that the soul needs. Homemade pizza/flannel pjs/a glass of wine in late evening. Small goodnesses.
A few bonus pics tonight…from the past week.
Look and watch and marvel at what is present with us.
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