I am grateful for the beauty of the city of which I have chosen as my home. Even on a rainy, dark night, it shines.  Despite the rain, the traffic, and all, I cannot imagine living anywhere else.

True intelligence operates silently. Stillness is where creativity and solutions to problems are found. ~ Eckhart Tolle I am grateful for those moments of stillness – when I can just be, when the mind calms, when the outside matches that stillness.  I find that during those times, things become clear.  Ironically, when I need stillness…

I am grateful that our Friday night includes the routine of going to our local pub.  The bartenders for the past 3 years have been the same. We have enjoyed the music – the banter – and the beer and food. I am thankful we have this spot – this spot that is ours. And…

I am grateful when I can find it.

I am grateful for the gift of perspective. When I look at a ‘super moon’ and realize how much there is outside of my little world. When I stand at the shore of the ocean and realize how small I am. So many things around me offer me perspective. I am grateful for those gifts.   ….yeah,…

I am grateful for the things I get joy from – and today, I was reminded why pictures and photography bring me joy.  Old photos of times past which bring forth the stories that make you laugh and cry and smile.  The times when I worry that maybe I’m spending too much time behind the…

I am grateful for the kindness of people.  Despite all that is happening in the US right now, I see acts of kindness that give hope that hate and violence will not win. After some anarchists joined in with some peaceful protestors and destroyed property, the protestors went back out the next day to sweep…

This prompt is funny for me given I haven’t worked at a paying job since the end of March.  So, I am taking a slightly different angle on this one: I am grateful that I have worked to a point where I can afford to not work for a while without it being a panic or…

I have been grateful for all of the photographs my family has kept and the memories they evoke.  They may be faded – the photographs – just as faded as the memories in some cases.  But the stories I hear – the glimpses into the past – the glimpses of the people I have loved –…