i try to remember to say this grace aloud or silently each day,
but sometimes, i do forget.
sometimes, i just take, sometimes i am a taker
sometimes, i take and am a taker
for granted, someone who receives without proper contemplation, humility, gratitude, reverence or reciprocity.
to have gratitude lodged deep within me, in my heart is not quite enough, in this tender and tenuous life and in these tender and tenuous times:
i must renew this vow of gratitude and grace in words, song, or dance daily — along with daily, physical offerings — material gifts or acts of time, attention or labor in reciprocity with the land, the animals and the people – familiar and unknown.
the limineen | earthling, poet & crone 