Me: I need to be thinking gratitude thoughts, not rage thoughts.
E: I’m right there with you. I’m grateful for my life. For my family. I’m grateful for you. For the sun coming up. For smiling dogs and delicious food.
Me: Yes! I’m grateful for a beautiful sunrise this morning and a warm healthy dog curled up next to me, for good friends and a roof over my head, for food in my fridge… and that my son is Canadian. 🙂
E: I’m also grateful for vegan cheese, fresh water to drink, and falling maple leaves.
Me: Coffee, the possibility of a warm shower and clean clothes! Plus comfortable shoes and a temp in the 70s.
E: OH! Shampoo! I hadn’t washed my hair in a week and it was WHOA. A man who cooks, listens intently and loves his children. Apples. The smell of soil. Butterflies and lizards.
Me: Ah, I love the man who cooks, etc. Rainbows, ripples on water, the taste of fresh ripe peaches, and snuggling into a bed with clean sheets.
E: Bartleby kisses and grass between my toes… clean towels and laughter.
Me: Music. Imagination and novels and good soup.
E: Seared scallops, knitted scarves, and intimate, soulful conversation.
Me: The sound of rain on the roof of Serenity, chocolate, and unexpected adventures. And sushi.
E: Fresh greens, cicadas doing their thing… owls hooting.
Me: Amazon, for delivery and book sales. R.
E: Used books, dandelions, my HP.
Me: …cell phones, fireflies, dew on spiderwebs…
E: Tiny little mushrooms that spring up overnight, pho, chickadees, a smile from a stranger.
…My list will go on today. The sun is shining, I had gluten-free pumpkin pancakes for breakfast, and Zelda didn’t get eaten by an alligator during our morning walk. Life could be worse.
Yes, it could be. He could have won the popular vote. He didn’t. So the majority of Americans do not want what he and his vp are selling. We got scewed over by the electoral college – which needs to go. But it could have been worse.
Love your gratitude list.
I have read absolutely nothing about it since the one headline on google news at 4 AM on Wednesday morning. I’m avoiding Facebook, news sites, television, even blogs. Writing, reading, taking the dogs for walks… I wish I could figure out a way to get some yoga into my life but I’m going to keep my head buried in the sand for the next four years. It’s the only way I can imagine surviving.
I understand
I’m have this same kind of conversation privately with sever friends. I’ve been on a total news blackout and am wondering if I can sustain it for four years.
I’m trying now to view this as the darkness before the dawn: maybe in four years, we can have an Elizabeth Warren presidency.