I am thankful to have lived in the path of a total eclipse of the sun, and to have taken the time to share that beautiful earth and space moment with family and friends.
I am thankful for the crispy frost that subdues the wildness of the garden and lightens our work load.
And I am grateful to have some tough dry wood to chop and burn on those frosty mornings.
I am grateful for the greens tucked away, protected from the frost, to feed us through the winter.
I am grateful for fluffy goats, fat on hay, and the puffs of their breath as they call to us for a morning treat.
I am grateful to have learned how to make a good chevre from our goat’s milk.
I am grateful for the long slow process of building a house, a home, by hand – for the handiness of my Fellow Man – for the patience that we are gaining in the process. And I am thankful in advance for the spacious beautiful home it will be.
I am grateful for the wisdom that bubbles up new from the most unexpected places, and from the wisdom of old that continues to flow down the years to reach us.
All that, and so much more.
As for reads:
non-fiction – The Body Keeps Score, by Bessel van der Kolk, Girls and Sex, by Peggy Orenstein (my eyes have been opened), David Asher’s The Art of Natural Cheesemaking.
fiction – re-discovering with my children – Madeline L’Engle’s Time Quintet, Tolkien’s Hobbit, Ende’s Never Ending Story.
And Stephen Mitchell’s Baghavad Gita.
As for audio:
Rhiannon Giddens – Freedom Highway, oh yeah.
Brandi Carlile, and First Aid Kit.
The Hollow Crown – BBC renditions of Shakespeare’s historical plays – bloody violent well done.
The Hunt for the Wilder People – New Zealand coming of age flick.
Last, but definitely not least, I am thankful to still be included in this beautiful exercise.
Peace in each of your hearts. Peace on Earth.