late-night friday gratitude

chillyish out there. warm in here. sleepy.

1) the contemplative dance class i took tonight
2) sweater weather
3) wild blueberries
4) grapes! i had totally forgotten about grapes.
5) that i now have a whole juicy weekend ahead of me
6) talking to r. on the phone tonight
7) not getting too engaged in the “gyrations” of the stock market (the nyt has had two “gyrate” headlines in the last week. so odd. because in my mind gyrate actually means a circular motion. like elvis’ pelvis. will look up.)
8) meeting my deadlines again (whew)
9) noticing more layers of thoughts and reactions to those thoughts. i’m thinking this: the less we shy away from the thoughts and feelings that burn hottest–the shame and the anger and the hurt–the more open we become to love. because when the denial barrier between you and yourself–the one you suspect everyone will hate if they only knew–begins to dissolve, so does the barrier between you and everyone else. and then you can see how barricaded they are and–hopefully–have compassion. i know none of this is new or revelatory or anything 900 self-help books haven’t covered, but i guess i’m just observing a little more closely what keeps me locked in my heart and holding back my love from the world.
10) that i’m going to the opening of d’s amazing art show she curated tomorrow night. it’s on the last 40 years of protest art. you should check it too, it’s around till November 22: exitart.org