I am thankful for my visit with the Bregels, meeting my friend DJ in person, and also Dot's friend, Melinda. I'm thankful for arriving home safely and for finding two pieces of chocolate in the house.

I'm thankful my luggage was lost because now I have a new story to write!

I'm thankful that you made it back...safe and sound...and that your 'drawers' have a story to tell now!

I'm thankful that I'm feeling more inspired today.

Today, I am thankful for the profusion of roses blooming in my garden that are wafting glorious scents through the whole place.

Oh, I howled. I love the full moon and all that comes with it.

yonuh...how I miss my roses...I moved 2 years ago...and left them behind...my friend says they are beautiful this spring...smell yours deeply for me!

OWWWWROOOOOOOOOOOO

Is that my witch or the werewolf?

And Celtic, it's pistachios

I'm thankful that we finished cleaning the kitchen today. I'm especially thankful that El Hubbo did more work than I did for a change. I'm also thankful that he's sleeping in front of the TV right now, which means he's not interrupting me every 2 minutes.

I'm thankful that Jawjaw's luggage was lost and found so I'll get to read the story.

well i got 1 living room understars cupord declutered, on top of the fridge, po papers stored (see lola)...a colection of old toys readie for charitie shop and the ramainding windows in the house done..

so am i thankfull for cleaning, no, i thankfull its done and finished for the day.

Jane, Sorry you had to leave your roses. I know that one day we will move from here and have to leave them, so I'm enjoying them every day. I have 8 bushes that are doing extraordinarily well - at least until summer hits! Can't you plant more where you are now? I also have mini roses - I'm up to 3 now.

In another lifetime my dwellings lay empty
That time when no-one saw me
Touched me, heard me; or even felt me
I was a ghost..drifting

Lived in vaporous shadow lands of hollow ache
A barren place, devoid of love, language and life
Longing, a thing noticed only in need to die
anguish, only noticed by the effort of slowly dying.
Simplicity offered a solution…just fade away
unnoticed.
Losing me…or what was left in that shell.

Where was I going?
..but back to nothingness….
No more pills, potions or points to take into account
Nothing to count on…no more could I stand the silence of my blankness.
What I believed to be truths crashing on my bones..and no fear apparent.

Yet, today as I write…let me share with you a newness
………………..that this is no sad tale…but triumph and resurrection
As I sit quiet in my skin and ‘feel’…the sweetness of surrender to divinity.
From then ‘till now, the battles fought and won are nothing short of miracles..
For the harder I turned my back on such purity…the harder I was loved.

Beyond the divine…someone else saw me…showed me the blessings I already possess..
Held me tenaciously, ‘till I could see for myself the wholesomeness of becoming whole…
and I am a big ball of learning since.

My heart expands to greet life anew each day with appreciation
My mind opens like a well loved biograpy..and I get to grow
My soul is in the safe hands of thee most wondrous caretaker…nudging me gently forward into living and loving as far as is humanly possible.

For those who see me, feel me and touch my life…
To colour it in shades of bliss…I am thankful for,
from my ever growing heart.

Popea