I do not know, do you?
I’ll ask the cat, how ’bout that?
I give thanks for noses, and knowing: feline and mine.
I do not know, do you?
I’ll ask the cat, how ’bout that?
I give thanks for noses, and knowing: feline and mine.
Dragons or fairies, both fly to my rescue, again and again.
I was here before you.
Cradled in a bath of eternity,
Born in a sea of ancient DNA,
I am grateful for the life that flows thru me.
http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2002/04/0401_0401_shapeoflife1.html
Why are there mosquitoes?
Some days it’s hard to find the blessing in the action.
I am grateful that there is still mystery.
I am grateful for small balls of soot,
abused, neglected or abandoned,
who run away from the gates of hell,
into the arms of love.
Please don’t call others chicken when you are scared
Why take anyone’s name in vain?
Today I am grateful for pullets, who pull from me deeper meanings in every day life.
I am grateful for sea turtles in the sea,
not in my soup.
Whose trust in the waves
inspires me to dive deep.
Go slow.
And look life straight in the I.
Go forth.
Go for your dreams.
I am grateful for Gopher Tortoises and Contented Turtles