I’ll watch the January 6 panel hearings again today as I contemplate photos from far out in space, looking back to near our beginnings.

Yesterday I found myself with gratitude, gratitude that where I live garbage is divided into three bins, garbage, recycling, and compost, and that I still have the energy and strength to pull these three cans on their turning wheels up to the top of my driveway where they’re whisked away.

This morning I’m lifted and grounded on two quotes.  

As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles.

Walt Whitman

It is not happiness that makes us grateful. It’s gratitude that makes us happy.

Br. David Steindl-Rast