Where do you start when giving thanks and where does it end?I guess it starts at the moment of conception. Or does it? What if it starts before? And if it starts before, how much before? Who are you thanking and when are you done giving thanks? Are you ever really done? Life is a mystery, yes it is.
At the risk of sounding like an old Steve Martin movie, everywhere I go, everything I see, everyone I meet, everything I touch, it's all a miracle to me. So where do I begin? My heart holds every experience and every memory so that is where I must begin. When I think of someone or something, it is like the thought comes forth and there it is, I'm conscious of it. However, when I add my feelings to it, whatever the thought might be, I go deeper. When I go deeper, I feel my breath and feel one with the moment and then I take that moment and whisper, "thank you". Thank you for it all, even what seems to be the ugly along with the good, I mean, I give thanks for all of it. These are the moments that I marvel in and relish and cherish. Who am I thanking? Is anyone even listening? It is all about faith. For me, someone is listening and without that Someone, life has no meaning.
I am thankful for it all, family, friends, co-workers, strangers, the ocean, breathing, music, trees, flowers, colors, my children laughing, love, and the list goes on and on.
