Blessed Two

Last Thursday I posted my contribution to Susie Lindau’s #Blessed Project, which is aimed at inspiring us to consider the blessings in our lives.

I decided to give it a second go-around this week. So here it is, #Blessed, Part II.

I’m blessed with:

the ability to hang on when skies are grey…

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curiosity…

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time to myself where I can just let my thoughts float by…

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a place to line dance when I’m feeling wired…

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and beautiful vistas to admire from my favorite perches.

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With Thanksgiving Day behind us, it’s a good time to notice that there are 364 additional days in which we can be thankful.

Let’s keep counting our blessings.

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Susie from Susie Lindau’s Wild Ride blog has introduced a #Blessed Project on her website, aimed at encouraging us to “count our blessings,” so to speak. Her suggestion is as follows:

“Sometime between now and December 18th take a break and make a blessed project list. This will remind you of what makes you happy. We can only think about one thing at a time, so this project should hip-check negative thoughts out of your cranium for a while. Endorphins will fill the space. Can you feel it?”

I love the idea! Here is my first list of things for which I am thankful. (There may be more to follow. I have been blessed a LOT!)

I am blessed by:

abundance…

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supportive family and friends…

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diverse interests…

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new beginnings and hope…

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resilience…

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strength to keep reaching toward the light…

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and seasons that each bring their own beauty!

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I wish you all a #blessed Thanksgiving Day and every day!

What do you count as your blessings?

liquid magic

which came first,
the clouds dropping water
upon the ground,

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or the ground water evaporating
into clouds?

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did it start out as a fog,
neither of the clouds
nor of the ground?

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perhaps it began as ice…

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or frost…

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however the magic began,
I am glad
for the way it dances

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and quenches our thirst for life.

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Speechless Thursday

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“On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”

~ H. L. Mencken (1880-1956)

As yet I cannot comprehend 
     the ills that have been ordained,
          nor how they came to be,
               nor how anyone justifies these creeds.

As yet I cannot see a way
to fight these ills that threaten me,      
     that threaten us,
          and our children
               and their children,
and this innocent Earth
     with the bounty she so selflessly shares
          while we systematically poison her.

As yet I cannot rightly communicate
my utter, utter dismay.

So for today
     as I struggle to comprehend,
         as I struggle for words,
              as I struggle to fathom a response,

I will honor my speechlessness
     and I will weep.

Five poems, five lines, five syllables

ONE
osprey standing proud
wind-ruffled feathers
sharp beak, sharp talons
sharp eyes watch for prey
owning this river

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TWO
most call you a weed
I see a flower
most would destroy you
I pick your seed head
make a wish and blow

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THREE
I wish I could feel
the stories you’ve lived
touch your rough ridges
ascertain your truths
splinters withstanding

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FOUR
february lull
deserted branches
streets stripped of traffic
evergreen signals
drive us into spring

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FIVE
skating on thin ice
isn’t as dire as
it’s cracked up to be
if the ice holds, it’s
icing on the cake

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