more thankfulness

Today, I celebrated Thanksgiving in Lincoln, Oregon with people I love. We just finished our contemplative week, in which my main spiritual practices were: copying down the poetry of others in my own pencil-scrawled hand, hugging, kissing, reading poetry in bed, crying out of gratefulness, holding clay pots in my hands, lighting candles, and noticing the footsteps, the sighs, the stomach-noises of people I miss before they're even gone, and saying thank you.