Thank you

"how do I know you will pay me?"
the little boy asked his mom

at the time
she could not answer

she was devastated
he did not "trust" her

tonight she went went back,
she asked herself what she thought
she would have if he trusted her

and she saw it was all about her
and how she missed completely
this little boy in that moment

she couldn't even hear the question

tonight she met the little boy for the first time
and she saw herself:
"how do I know I will be paid,
be provided for?"

and she heard Katie,
notice
in this moment
all that is,
all that you have

just notice
how abundant,
more than you can possibly use
(six cups on the kitchen counter)
six times as many cups as I could possibly use,
not to mention the ones in the cupboard

So so so much  more than I need,
and i notice the future is  now, now, now...
overflow overflow overflow

even one human being...
how much gratitude is enough for a human being...
just one
amazing
living
breathing
being

and
everything's breathing
like a giant accordion

regardless of what you are thinking
or where your attention is

seven billion hearts
no matter what you say, do or think

trees, too,
beating
pulsing
breathing
respiring

have you noticed how well things are going?

"a grateful heart, a garden is"--
gratitude, the soil

the baseline,
breathes new life
into that worn and spent image

gratitude flowers
where only dust was seen

out of "nowhere"
gratitude streams

the emaciated smiles,
the ripe tomatoes
fall plump and juicy
off the vine

is there anything in your world
right now
you have not given thanks for?

the desert but waits
your gratitude

the spring
truly is within

how do I know I will be paid?
oh oh oh
it's everywhere! everywhere! everywhere!

endless!
gratitude

priceless

thank you, son