Thanks for ME being here, actually.  Today I celebrate my birth (oh, and there’s a big party for me in France too).  So instead of the story of how terribly old, the judgments of where and what I should be by “now”, the history, the past memories fading and that many people who remember the details of my birth are on the other side–today I am happy to be here just the way I’m being here.

Excellent gray sky day, warm and cool.  My dear dog has energy today, the cat screaming for the new treats.  My honey-pie is out “getting coffee” (aka presents for me!), and we are off on a little road trip to grace our eyes with Pacific Northwest beauty.

It is truly a gift of grace to be present to this human life.  I believe I volunteered for it, and it was a really good idea.  There have been many moments in the past when I was desperate to leave it, furious at existence, and destitute in despair.

A deep breath brings me into the arms of my Creator at the very time I sing to the trees who clap their hands for me.  We all celebrate this adventure.  Thank you, thank me, thank My Divine Love for here and now.