Today, I am thankful for music, and its power to heal. Thank you to my body, that has always carried me onward. Thank you for being the house to my soul and my stories and my baggage. It has been a load at times. You have always shown up, anyway.
I am so thankful to be here in this moment in time with my children. They are both loving, thoughtful, creative, colorful little people, and I love nothing more than knowing them.
Thank you for my daughter. Her glorious, magnificent life has been a catalyst for so much of my own work, and I will forever owe her a debt of gratitude. She is a radiant little person. She came into this world under less than ideal circumstances, and spent her first few months with me barely hanging on through postpartum depression and anxiety. She is so strong, and such a fighter. Thank you, life, that I get to know her.
Thank you for my son. He somehow came out with healing powers that work on me, every day. He is energy and light and brilliance and music and power. He brings me so much joy, and I am so thankful to know him and to share every single day with him.
Thank you for my husband, who has taught me to grow up and grow strong like no teacher before. Thank you for his love. Our marriage is complicated, but his love for me is not. I am so thankful for his partnership and friendship, and I thank him for co-creating our family with me.
Thank you for my legs, and thank you for my hips. Thank you for my feet, especially my left foot. Thank you for my ankles and my toes. To have these limbs is a gift. These limbs are trying very hard for me. Thank you.
I don’t spend enough time in gratitude to you, life. I am swept up and looking into the distance, and I am missing the mountain of magic that sits right before me. I am working on this.