~~~Gratitude~~~

Thanksgiving~~~What a wonderful holiday at least for my family....a...

gathering of three
abundance, laughter, quiet
bountiful thanks

We had our celebration yesterday, it is better for my DH's work Schedule.  It is just the 3 of us sharing good food and time together.  It is wonderful to have our son home from college for a few days (even though he is mostly sleeping).  Just nice to be with his presence.

I our meal is pretty simple and wonderful.  A turkey & stuffing, smashed potatoes (homegrown potatoes & 3 heads of Garlic~boiled, save the cooking water for the soup~ mashed with plain yogurt), & szechuan green beans (homegrown Green Beans, 3 heads of Garlic Sliced, Tossed into hot sesame oil & pepper flakes then salt).  We had 2 pies~ pumpkin for he & me and a raspberry for the boyo...all for him! (he eats most of the beans too...I always tell him he is full of beans...eye roll, please!)

So here is a wonderful poem for today!

Ode to Thanks

by Pablo Neruda

Thanks to the word that says thanks!
Thanks to thanks,
word
that melts
iron and snow!

The world is a threatening place
until
thanks
makes the rounds
from one pair of lips to another,
soft as a bright
feather
and sweet as a petal of sugar,
filling the mouth with its sound
or else a mumbled
whisper.
Life becomes human again:
it’s no longer an open window.
A bit of brightness
strikes into the forest,
and we can sing again beneath the leaves.
Thanks, you’re the medicine we take
to save us from
the bite of scorn.
Your light brightens the altar of harshness.

Or maybe
a tapestry
known
to far distant peoples.
Travelers
fan out
into the wilds,
and in the jungle
of strangers,
merci
rings out
while the hustling train
changes countries,
sweeping away borders,
then spasibo
clinging to pointy
volcanoes, to fire and freezing cold,
or danke, yes! and gracias, and
the world turns into a table:
a single word has wiped it clean,
plates and glasses gleam,
silverware tinkles,
and the tablecloth is as broad as a plain.

Thank you, thanks,
for going out and returning,
for rising up
and settling down.
We know, thanks,
that you don’t fill every space-
you’re only a word-
but
where your little petal
appears
the daggers of pride take cover,
and there’s a penny’s worth of smiles.

It is my intention, each Sunday, to share something that fills me with Gratitude. 

I write ~~~Gratitude~~~ with the wavy lines to represent the gratitude ENERGY~~~~~! 

I hope you will join me and share your gratitude moments. 

~~~Amen, Blessed Be, Namaste'~~~

PS~~~We do have a shower~~~ finally!