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Many gifts at a time

Thank you...................

Again, a day of more miracles than I can recount in one breath.  Today, I awoke with such a bundle of gratitude in myself that I felt heavy.  I began unloading the thank you's right away.  First to Sidd and Five for being here with me, always, then I noticed my self walking, so, I thanked my legs for working, and feet for moving and having balance, I thanked my hands for the ability to scoop the coffee and I silently thanked all the coffee bean working people for helping make it so that I can have coffee, and I thanked the people who made the coffee grinder, and the people who transported it, and the person who donated it to Snowline so I could then but it, I thanked the electricity for giving me hot water, and I thanked the sky for the water, I thanked the people who built the roof I live under, I thanked the coffee cup and people who made it and again the people who donated it so I could then purchase it from Snowline, I thanked all the neighbors for loving me and the family of creatures so much..... and on and on, the day went like this and I realized, just now that I still have a ton of gratitude in my belly!   So much  gratitude, I wonder if it is the same concept that goes like this....

  GIVE IT AWAY TO KEEP IT.... 

and.... 

  THE MORE WE GIVE THE MORE WE  HAVE...  
(The ripple effect)

THANK YOU,   YOU! for being you and I will definitely awake tomorrow on the right foot and begin again with the gifts of gratitude to all and any, for this or that, for something or nothing, for loud or silence, for beauty or non, for the sake of something to do.... instead of nothing to do.... And for NOW... in this moment.. to you, again... Thank you !!!!!!!

Safe Way

We jetted in  to pick up some parsley and water.  Cortni spotted them down the first aisle.  I quickly began cackling like a rooster and they both turned to see what was shaking.  When they saw us we all laughed out loud in the aisle near the mayonnaise and Dijon mustard.  He said they were buying fixings for a tuna melt, this sounded  soooooo good, but we were buying fixings for a healthy, healing lunch at  home of spaghetti squash, cauliflower, jalapeno, quinoia, lentils, brown rice, feta cheese, parsley and cilantro.......! We  all hugged and kissed once on each side and parted ways, still laughing and cackling like old lady hens...   We met again at the express check out line.  I noticed, SHE, (instead of he)  was carrying the basket which she set down and rechecked the items they were going to purchase.  He said, " These stickers are for the chart, so when she does not have cig, she gets a sticker."  This triggered a thought I had the night before of something Jake said regarding Haiti and all the turmoil.  He made reference to being aware of the catastrophe and mindful of ways to help out.  As I stood there staring at the stickers, thinking of Haiti I was squirming for words to say, they both looked at me blankly and then he said, "Well did you like what I said about Haiti?"  I said, "No, I mean YES, I mean NO, I mean I like what you said, however I just notice so much poverty, turmoil, death, tragedy and so on HERE, I just do not understand the reason for one helping people thousands of miles away when they don't help their neighbors."  He looked at me with a smile and I attempted to talk and explain myself about what I wanted to say and what I was saying is that Yes, it's great to help out, however why do we find such glory and honor in helping only occasionally  and on a large, global scale, is it cool, is it in, is is a fad, is it like a ribbon sticker on a car?    It seems that  helping is a continuous offering, especially between our neighbors, family, friends,  community and village.  Is it noble to mail socks 3000 miles away when the man 2 doors down has cold toes, but last year he put dog poop in our mail box, so I am not giving him socks- I will mail them to strangers because this makes me feel good. And in addition everyone else is doing it! HUM.... We continued to jabber jaw, I attempted to swipe my card, and still talking, not paying attention, and the man said, "Mam, this is an EXPRESS LANE!"  I said, " Oh, Oh, sorry."  And he smiled and laughed at me cause I continued to talk and still fumble with the payment part of the deal.  I said good bye  to the clerk and uttered the name on his tag, he corrected my pronunciation and laughed harder at me, really he did.  We left and I laughed too, cause I was having goofy  behavior, failing at multi- tasking.  On our walk to the car Cortni said,  "Did you hear what the clerk  said before he scanned our items, " I said, " No, of course not, are you kidding, I was talking a hundred miles an hour, I would not of heard an elephant walk by."  She said,  "He said- Welcome to another day in  Paradise! Note to self-

PAY ATTENTION TO DETAILS!

LET GO OF SELF IMPORTANCE AND EAGERNESS TO EXPRESS BECAUSE SOMETHING ELSE IS ALWAYS MORE IMPORTANT- THAN BEING RIGHT..

Would I rather be right or happy?    HAPPY

A random act of kindness is negated the moment I am boastful about the act!

It no longer becomes random rather intentional and purposeful and demonstrates   a platform for attention,

external kudos and admiration form others.