When everything finally slows down
When the grooves on the bed fit me perfectly
When the warm spots envelop me
When we have all settled our nervous systems down enough to let gratitude overtake us
like warm bath water slowly covering my head as I sink down into the tub.
That’s how really good gratitude works
It seeps in like warm massage oil
You can feel it in between your fingers like sea air
Thick, warm, embracing
It fills the whorls of my inner ear
It wraps around each of my 10 toes
It weaves thick waves in my hair into a deep nest of lavender, salt, oil and sunlight.
Gratitude comes in like the warm hand of a mother on the back of my neck.
Like the soft comforting security of holding my husband’s hand
And even the sweet release of anger and tension.
How did it happen like this?
How did God know that it took a day of rest to find this thankfulness, this compassion,
this complete comfort?
Humans have been having this experience for eons.
There is something bigger than me in this feeling.
This feeling of finally having enough, of finally being enough.
Everything is just as it should be
And I am grateful.