As November comes to a close, I am grateful.
As the warmth of the sun guided my family outside for a walk, instead of watching the parades on Thanksgiving, I felt movement within my soul. In connecting with the leaves as they scatter on the ground and watching my son chase after them, I am reminded that life happens in each moment. The warmth of my husband's hand in mine opens me again to the simplicity of life. Through this awareness I am moved to peace. For peace comes in the acceptance of my perceptions in life.
Once again, I am grateful.
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