There is this very well-known teacher who started every one of His miracles with “raising His eyes to the heavens, He gave thanks and broke the bread.”  Poof, thousands of people were fed and satisfied with seven baskets of loaves and fishes. 

The secret throughout that story–and so many other stories of brilliant sages and devas–is that to start a miracle, we give thanks for the FACT that it is already done.  That satisfaction is now, never in the future.  That being filled up is here, not over there or in the past.

Thus do I set these seeds of completion in the sweet rich soil of here and now, all that is, the eternal I AM: Thanks for the wonderful new job where I am surrounded by passionate and appreciative people working every day to improve the world with the most thrilling of my talents.  I celebrate that my relationships–friendships, lover, partner, children, siblings and acquaintances are better and better every day, deeper and relished.  I am grateful for the hope in my country that springs forth endless fruit and harvest.  In rooted thanksgiving for the comforting Presence that chatters in the leaves, bows from the branches, stands powerful from the wide wooden trunks towering above me.

And over and over and over and over again for Her Love, Her Hand, Her Smile around me, throughout me, above me, beneath me; closer than my skin within me.