Still Growing–Somehow

I had a lovely day of thanks giving yesterday with a small but sincere gathering of open hearts.  Threads of conversation–any tendril available to anyone at any time–an undulating web of compassion.

If it sounds lively, it was; that in it itself was a banquet.

And we were mindful of it. Our gratitude perhaps best expressed by a thoughtful young woman who reminded us “we’re going to be okay.”  I am decades older than she but if this woman who works with and for the planet believes, then I’m with her.

If you’re still intact, if you’re still viable

it means you’ve been growing somehow.

That all of the impressions of life

have landed and stuck somewhere.

Bill Murray

No one at this gathering is untouched by the results of the 2016 election but there was a frame of equanimity around this Thanksgiving Day, an impression not soon forgotten. Who knows yet its depth.

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