On Gratefulness

Dear Lord, Dear Father, every day I feel more grateful for who I am, for my brain, for my body, for my smile, for my eyes, for my hands, for

Dear Lord, Dear Father,

every day I feel more grateful for who I am, for my brain, for my body, for my smile, for my eyes, for my hands, for me feet, for my legs, for my energy, for my beautiful soul, for my compassion for others, and for the compassion I am finally developing and nurturing for the incredible person I am.

I feel grateful for the trees I see waking up, for their spirit keeping me safe at night and aiding my meditations during the day.

I feel grateful for the sun that shines on my skin, making me more beautiful, changing the color of my eyes, making them greener, making my skin darker, making my freckles pop, making my lips and cheeks red, keeping me warm, and giving me love.

I feel grateful for my intelligence Father. I truly thank you for that. I feel extremely lucky, and it's serving the mission you assigned to me very much. I guess you knew I needed lots of it.

I feel grateful for my growth. I can see now. I understand the meaning of everything I went through. I finally remember the truth, why I am here, who I am, what my mission is, and that I am not alone, although at times it feels like it.

I am slowly but surely getting back in control of the machine I am inhabiting, learning to stay conscious despite all the obstacles, interruptions, abuses, hostilities, I constantly find on my way. I have stopped waiting for the storm to pass, as I was doing before. "I am learning to dance in the rain while the wind blows through me and my fingers burn like fire". I feel like that's a good quote to describe where I'm headed.

I thank you Father for this woman I am inhabiting. She's incredible. I don't know where she takes all her energy. Her metabolism is fantastic, her inner engine is genius. She is resistant, resilient, highly motivated, selfless, gorgeous, loving, compassionate, a real giver, and a real alchemist. She transmutes any form of abuse and wrongdoing into awakening, strength, education, political activism, legal fights, and healing, not only for herself, but for all the oppressed, and even for those whose evil prevents from understanding that they're just hurting themselves, and for no reason really. I am speechless for all she's doing despite her circumstances and with no resources at all. I am speechless for her composure. I am speechless she's still alive.

The more I observe her, and myself, the more I become amused at the absolute perfection of your Divine design and at the genius behind your actions Father.

I thank you Father for making my days joyful.

I thank you Father for making me smile at little things.

I thank you Father for making my suffering shorter and shorter over time.

I thank you Father for all the love you're sending me.

I am sorry at times I doubt myself, my mission, and the perfection of everything. I am still working on overcoming the biochemical and physiological obstacles to constant consciousness. I hope I'll get there soon. I am surely trying, slowly, but surely.

Thank you, Thank you.

Immense Love

Amen