On the eve of the eve of Thanksgiving, I’m thinking about how grateful I am for the authentic joy and laughter in my life.
I love when I laugh
So much and so hard
That the pain shakes
Right out of my belly button
I feel like I’m floating
On the clouds
And the white puffy blanket
Of joy insulates me
The cold stabs of a thousand selves
Tap their fingers on the nuclear explosion button
While I sit back and let the laughter
Carry me to the center of Light
May you all laugh until your belly shakes and the puffy white clouds carry you forth in light and love in all things. Happy Thanksgiving and much love to you and yours.
Om Shanti Om ~ Athea