I'm grateful that I have not lost myself, the root of my peace, joy, humanity, despite all the pain I've experienced, despite all the harmful people that I had been surrounded by since I was 16. So much contact with darkness, yet I feel my innocence still. I see the light of others and am drawn towards them b/c they feel like kindred spirits, and so I feel grateful that I may feel such a way, b/c I know that I have "made it," no matter where I am or what earthly spoils I may have "lost." No real casualties, even through many deaths. I am so grateful for meeting pure spirits of light, like Karen (no exaggeration, as you all know), b/c such encounters, connections in this big, messy, chaotic world are miracles. 1 miracle a lifetime is already incredible, but imagine more than 1?? (Look at us, all here together!) I'm grateful for a body that served me so well my entire life, even though it is breaking down now w/out the firewall of my hormones, w/menopause in my home. I'm grateful for having had a strong foundation of a beautiful, loving family before my brother's death destroyed us all and sent us into the wilderness of the world, each to learn what so many others have been struggling with all this time, to fend for ourselves w/no tools and tender skin. No matter where I am now, I am aware some never got to have the body I started out with, the childhood I get to remember. I feel sorrow for them and cannot complain about my losses in these respects. I'm grateful to be able to be grateful, b/c this means that I am generating the light that I am living off of, so my spirit will never truly starve, and I will always have enough to share. I have seen the pain in those who've harmed and taken from me--and others, the spirit in their eyes hollow and/or glittering with greed, cruelty, ever-starving for more and most and all...and hating me for the light that I have within, not understanding that it is simply my humanity... ...and my gratitude from and for it. <3