Gratitude’s Grace

Like the tender unfolding
of each petal delicate
The victory of gratitude
declared my heart
a blessed zone of peace
Awakening
one thanks at a time
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My tears of happy
slip like rivers
down my cheeks

Curly Clouds

Freshly Bombarded
with blessings of color
Bright trees
and curly clouds
on a brisk and brilliant day
Grasses muted in season’s end
swirled and layed down
And danced again
with cheerful leaves
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Awakened senses or not
Natures praises
Grace…

Guava Squirrel

“Day in and day out
as an expression of infinite source
an artesian spring of love,
my heart overflows
bubbling over with sweet joy
Blessed beyond measure
by gratitudes grace…”
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Thus, thought squirrel
without the words
in his tiny moment of contemplation
before partaking of guava
praying over natural bounty
Mmmm–yummy!

The Joy of Awakening

I’m not just talking about awakening in the morning or from a nap, although I would like to say, those are both joyous occasions too. I love it when I remember gratitude while awakening from sleep, for example. It is my daily practice to silently give thanks for the gift of life, and the brand new day. That is a joyous and celebratory practice that brings my whole day a sweetened by gratitude flavor.

There is a deeper awakening that carries with it an even more intense joy. That has to do with awakening to my own consciousness, to conscientiously be aware and focused in every moment of life that I can maintain the practice of paying attention. This “awakening” provides a whole new level of joy, because it intensifies the connection between my aware self and Spirit (or the greater awareness).

Lately, I have been experiencing more and more of this kind of joy, especially as I work on inner acceptance of what Spirit has to offer me. Being willing to receive from Spirit, on a conscious level, opens me up with ready receptivity to all that is good and all that serves my highest good.

Stuff just keeps getting better and better, and more and more joy-full. It’s so different from what I am used to, growing up. It almost hurts, it’s so wonderful. And so, I am grateful.

Love

Love, love, …love
That’s all I’ve got to say

In the face of everything
Any time and any day

Fills me up–it’s all I am
Surrounds me–it’s all you are

Permeates and snuggles in
Instills life in reality

Spirit = Love