Not all the good people are dead

Grateful for good people in this world.
So many crap people.
I suppose it's like flowers poking out of the mud (and bullshit).
Good people or people who are mostly good.
I know we're out there.

Grateful that I care

even if it causes pain.
The alternative is too hard to bear.

Being human is quite confusing sometimes.
One day I will express it fully.

The clean crisp smell of rain

It doesn't rain much here. When it does, it's like a shock to the system, but slowly, easily, it becomes comforting and soothing like an old friend.

I did enjoy the darkness as I drove down the long and empty roads. A metaphor, for life, and the direction I have chosen. Not the easiest, not the sunniest, but very pleasant. Lonely is not always bad.

Last night I was grateful for quiet solitude, the way the light hits the rain and some respite from the constant sunshine. No light without shade.


Honourable mentions:
Dog people
Dogs
Music, sweet music.
Alice Cooper reminiscing on the radio.
Brothers and sisters, good crazy, bad crazy.
Hearty food.
Being appreciated, valuable and kind.

Good in the world

Justice

Liberty

Equality

Letting go

Music

Grateful for iPhone, shuffle and Aux mode







remember when the iPod wouldn't shuffle?
remember that?

a long time ago
we used to be friends

Enjoying the weather

Flat bottomed-clouds, you make the big blue sky profound.

Grateful in April

Thank you Grateful in April, for being a highlight of the year and a reminder to think about what is important.

Things I am grateful for:

The depth and breadth of friendships I have with a many different people

Lucy Lu, the spotty-socked escape artist who still likes to come home to cuddle

My family, we are all doing the best that we can

Technology and the wealth and luxury of being born and bred Australian

Plants and beauty in nature

Ability and potential

Feeling gathered up inside my body