Early that evening, I sat content and comfy in my wheelchair, feet splayed before the fireplace, hypnotized as flames danced and leapt, disappearing into the void. Grateful for the brilliance of the autumn day, being satisfied after a nice meal, I took small sips of espresso from the cup cradled in my left palm.
Wife and baby daughter cuddled on the sofa nearby. I inhaled the memories of his day and recent others; got lost in the richness and wonder of it all. Life was good and I grateful.
Happiness and contentment begin with our acknowledging
gratitude's warmth ... as we turn toward its interior joy.
Greatest, perhaps, when we wrap moments of thanksgiving
around contemplation and meditation.
A contented heart holds the universe close!
With a deep appreciation for life,
thankfulness flows
like cool, sparkling water from a wellspring.
