A Day of Thanks

I send out the best of giving thanks wishes to the world and to the beauty that surrounds.

Every where I look I see dazzling beauty and it seems all the better living where the sun shines so brilliantly even on a cold crisp leaf raking day.

Gary Snyder has a beautiful poem that sums it up well:

Prayer for the Great Family

Gratitude to Mother Earth,

sailing through night and day—

and to her soil: rich, rare and sweet in our minds so be it.

Gratitude to Plants, the sun-facing, light-changing leaf and fine root-hairs;

standing still through wind and rain;

their dance is in the flowering spiral grain

in our minds so be it.

Gratitude to Air, bearing the soaring Swift and silent Owl at dawn.

Breath of our song clear spirit breeze in our minds so be it.

Gratitude to Wild Beings, our brothers, teaching secrets, freedoms, and ways;

who share with us their milk;

self-complete, brave and aware in our minds so be it.

Gratitude to Water: clouds, lakes, rivers, glaciers;

holding or releasing; streaming through all our bodies salty seas in our minds so be it.

Gratitude to the Sun: blinding pulsing light through trunks of trees, through mists, warming caves where bears and snakes sleep— he who wakes us—in our minds so be it.

Gratitude to the Great Sky who holds billions of stars— and goes yet beyond that—beyond all powers, and thoughts and yet is within us— Grandfather Space.

The Mind is his Wife. so be it.

after a Mohawk prayer
Gary Snyder, Turtle IslandNew Directions, New York, 1974, pp. 24-25