Rough Draft Friday

I don’t really know what to say. It’s been a week. It’s been a few of them, in my house and out in the world. So, I’m just going to share my current version of this. Consider is a prayerful wish, a wishful prayer or a meditation.

May all my people and all their people thrive, live long and prosper; have beautiful, joyous lives full of love, empathy, kindness, acceptance, forgiveness, peace, enlightenment and awe, to be shared with family, friends and community both near and far. May we take on challenges and feel connection, communion and closeness. May we reach for wisdom and focus to understand rich complexities while we wander and wonder. May wealth, vibrance, vision, generosity, gratitude, grace, service, simplicity, nature and nurture expand our territories, perspectives and balance while tinkling bells and belching tigers await us beyond that next turning of the canyon walls as we reach for all those things that make a life beautiful and well lived.

It references one of my favorite quotes:

“Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.” Edward Abbey