cosmos and the cosmos gratitude

it’s white and gray and rainy in the bk this sunday morn. and presumably very cold, judging by the amount of heat that’s hissing through my pipes.

i’m grateful for:
1) snow, snow, glorious snow. last night while i was sitting in james (the bar/restaurant near my pad), it started floating down again, caught in the yellowing streetlight against the charcoal sky and everything.
2) my sweet, simple christmas tree
3) tart cosmos from james (and the realization that cosmos are a pink drink AND the universe. so did the cosmos send me a message last night?)
4) essential oils (i’m blending like a witch)
5) g-girls. logan.
6) that i’ve been mending things–my coat pockets, this silk Indian nightgown. it feels so nice to be able to make something tangibly whole and better with my hands.
7) staying in contact. being stayed in contact with.
8) that i’m going to swim with the polar bears
9) angie’s yoga class at shambhala yesterday
10) the hope that maybe the crashing of mass consumer delusion will help something bigger and more important be revealed
11) hafiz