Devotions

I'm grateful for the woman sitting beside me in circle today, she lived in Northern Ontario for awhile and then down off-grid in one of the lakes and is now in town. She told me which house she lives in and to drop in anytime. It's one of the houses I'd wondered about, with raised beds out front, apparently her brother's house.

I'm grateful for my connection to plants. Who would I be without this anchor-chain so vast it's practically my whole self?

I'm satisfied I have a pouch to keep my Tucker necklace in. It was definitely time to take the necklace off, but this way I can keep it close to my body still without the singular and social declaration of an obvious piece of jewelery.

I love this parade of ducklings and especially the snowblower duck line which is spunky, mostly smart, survivable, and adaptive.

I love the sound of rain through the open window as I lie in bed typing.

I'm grateful for the way that the tension came out of my shoulders today during my class.

I am grateful for my self, who persists.

I rejoice in the body-heaviness of being tired, and how as soon as I close this laptop I'll slither down into bed and be asleep.

I am so grateful for tomorrow, a day without deadlines.