intellectual properties

counted blessings

i need to be grateful today. this morning i am grateful for, in no particular order:

the sun;

my bike commute, which is long enough yet easy enough to warm my body and mind up in the morning, and then bring it down in the afternoon on the way home, and allows me time outside i would not otherwise get;

my body, although giving me problems lately, is beautiful and healthy and strong;

my best friend and lover, who loves me perfectly enough to comfort me when needed but never shelter me, giving me the feeling that he’s always there like a rock to stand on, but that i have to have my own wings to fly;

my friends and family, near and far, who send such beautiful messages and share their lives with me; even if i haven’t seen you in weeks months or years i am grateful for you, and grateful for the internet for keeping us in touch ;

for the 3 cities i live in, so beautiful and diverse and containing everything i need, from amazing food to glorious vistas to a deeply invested artist community to progressive culture where citizens recognize that the problems we face are cause for growth, not fear. having travelled so far recently, i can say that this is one of the best places in the world to live without hesitation;

the freedoms of america, which allow me to feel informed, connected, empowered and involved in my world. having just travelled through and read the histories of places recovering from the iron curtain of malformed communism, i am evermore aware of the value of our freedoms. with all the liberties taken by differing social and political groups, i may not always like what i see or hear others doing, but i will defend their right to say or do it as long as you are not limiting or infringing on the right of anyone else;

for my employer, which allows me to both be myself and work for causes i believe in, flexible enough to let everyone lead full lives but earnest and focused enough to really get things done;

the opportunities all these things combined have afforded me, which i cannot compare to anyone else’s for they alone are mine;

and finally, for all which provides for me that i cannot see, feel, hear, taste, smell or comprehend. i will not speak of God, but there is more to life than what we know.

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