:: on gratitude ::

" I already have

nostalgia for the present.

So yes...

I'll eat the warm bread/tend to my longing/

buy the flowers/

embarrass myself/over text/

comfort this mortal body/

cry when I'm moved/

drink the extra coffee/hold the cup with

both hands/be present with its heat

and fall a little more in love

with every flickering moment.

Because this is it.

This soft, primal,

imperfect now."

{Victoria Erickson}

just over here

falling a little more

in love

with every

flickering moment.

this is all that really matters.

seeking the love,

finding tenderness.

being open to amazement

in the smallest ways...

letting the deep sigh of

longing for what I cherish,

the deep sigh of contentment

for what settles my soul

open my eyes to beauty of this moment...

leaving me in a perpetual state

of buoyancy.

this is now.

Thanksgiving greetings my friends.

I am very thankful you are here.