Sitting here on my "lucky" red chase lounge typing this blog and sorting thru clothes for donation (ShaktMama Rule #1: although anti Yogic, multi-tasking is a required skill), I'm observing the crisp rays of light shimmering off the neighbors windows and the wind completing it's task of clearing the final leaves from the neighborhood trees. I am grateful for each tree in my line of sight. It was the majestic mature trees nestling this neighborhood of Brookland that drew me here. Trees maintain a special place in the life of man in my opinion. Our little willow tree, planted in our front yard last fall, is still hanging on to life. She makes make my heart smile on even the most hellacious of days. Moving to Brookland, I realized two of my tree fetishes at once, Japanese Maple and Willow trees, one of each resides in our yard. I am grateful for their presence. I am appreciative of their education on how to weather life's storms, standing tall dignified and regale.
Today as I continue to mull over the infinite conditions and situations for which I am grateful, like these Thanksgiving left-overs including King Crab legs! I'm happy to have this laptop to communicate with you and pleased to know my children are cloaked in love all the way across the country and everyone is o.k. with the life we are carving out for ourselves. I'm honored to be a part of the solution as an employer of American "go getters" and have the privilege to be of service to my community and neighbors. I am thankful that although 2009 has seen my head bloodied quite a bit, I have remained unbowed- with a smile.