Archive for the ‘Gratitude’ Tag

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We are blessed to live on this beautiful planet.
Yet, most people don’t show any gratitude.



May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous,
leading to the most amazing view.
May your rivers flow without end,
meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells,
past temples and castles and poets’ towers
into a dark primeval forest
where tigers belch and monkeys howl,
through miasmal and mysterious swamps
and down into a desert of red rock,
and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm
where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs,
where deer walk across the white sand beaches,
where storms come and go
as lightning clangs upon the high crags,
where something strange and more beautiful
and more full of wonder than
your deepest dreams waits for you–
beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.

– Edward Abbey

Sunset Shadow   4 comments

Sunset Shadow-blogSunset Shadow — Image by kenne

“And the days that I keep my gratitude
Higher than my expectations
Well, I have really good days”

— from the song “Mother Blues” by Ray Wylie Hubbard

Two-Tailed Swallowtail — Photo Essay   2 comments

Nature’s beauty is a gift that cultivates appreciation and gratitude.

— Louie Schwartzberg

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Two-Tailed Swallowtail — Photo Essay by kenne



“Gratitude is the memory of the heart.”   1 comment

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“Gratitude is the memory of the heart.”
– Jean Baptiste Massieu

These are the days of the endless summer
These are the days, the time is now
There is no past, there’s only future
There’s only here, there’s only now

Oh, your smiling face, your gracious presence
Oh, the fires of spring are kindling bright
Oh the radiant heart and the song of glory
They’re crying freedom in the night

These are the days by the sparkling river
His timely grace and our treasured find
This is the love of the one magician
Turned the water into wine

These are days of the endless dancing
And the long walks on the summer night
These are the days of the true romancing
When I’m holding you oh so tight

These are the days by the sparkling river
And His timely grace and the treasured find
This is the love of the one great magician
Turned the water into wine

These are the days now that we must savor
And we must enjoy as we can
These are the days that will last forever
You got to hold them in your heart

These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days

These Are the Days, by Van Morrison

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Life Is A Gift   5 comments

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shapes in color


shapes in shades


form in shapes


image in form


meaning in image


gratitude in meaning


life in gratitude.

Today I read about someone who keeps a “gratitude journal” and thought, “What a great idea?”
Continuing the thought, I concluded that I already keep a gratitude journal, this blog.
Life is a gift. Each day is filled with blessings — just by posting daily, I’m able to express gratitude.


It’s All About The Music; The Performance; The Story   3 comments

The days

I keep my gratitude

higher than my expectations,

I have really good days.

— from “Mother Blues” by Ray Wylie Hubbard

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Ray Wylie Hubbard (1 of 1)-7 blogRay Wylie Hubbard at the Rhythm Room, Phoenix, Arizona (October 30, 2014) — Images by kenne

I live with a women
that loves to gamble,
Me, I can take it, or leave it —
mostly leave it.

But, life is all about
give and take,
my coochy coochy, coo —
give and take.

There’s a night club in sun city
called the Rhythm Room,
home of a mean blues harp player
twenty-two years out of Chicago.

Got a Rhythm Room email —
Ray Wylie Hubbard, October 30th,
this trick and treat time
will be only a treat.

I’m gonna give my women
a deck of cards
at Wild House Pass Casino
and count my blessings.

Ordered our tickets
and off to Phoenix —
she at the helm,
I listening to iTunes radio.

She gets in gambling time 
before driving down
Indian School Road — 
“Look at that line at the door.”

Doors opened at seven,
house packed an hour
before D.L. Marble give us
some Sonoran Rock ‘n Roll.

Sitting behind mama Marble,
we couldn’t help but feel
kinda special on another evening
at Corritore’s Rhythm Room.

We were ready for some
down home country blues,
Lighten Hopkins style
with sprinkles of Townes and Hayes.

Here we are just north of the border,
our table just been cleaned,
must be time to order
some of that mescaline.

“I’m gonna holler and I’m gonna scream
I’m gonna get me some mescaline
She brings me roses and a place to lean
A drunken poets dream.” * 

Ray walked onto the stage
to the hollering and screaming,
a love fest sing along —
loving the music, loving the story,

Loving the man —
It don’t get no better!

— kenne


Click here to watch a great full concert video done three years ago. The Rhythm Room show was pretty much the same —
“If it ain’t broke, don’t break it!”

* Hayes Carll

A Mother’s Love Returned, Laboring In Gratitude   11 comments

Jody Joy Jeri VirginiaJeri, Mother Virginia, Joy & Jody (July 8, 2012) — Image by kenne

Less than three weeks ago, Joy was in southern California planning her mother’s 90th birthday celebration with sisters Jody and Jeri. This past Tuesday, she returned, this time to her mother’s deathbed. This afternoon Virginia passed away peacefully. She is survived by her eight children, many grand and great-grandchildren.

The only thing greater

than a mother’s

undying love

is the combined love

returned to her

by those she loves,

laboring in their

song of gratitude.

— kenne

Purple Haze — The Poem   4 comments

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Purple Haze

About the time
I’m feeling high
I start acting funny
But don’t know why

Today becomes the day after today
Or is it the end of time
Only to be floating in
An ocean of deathless life

Feeling gratitude for God’s gift
Awaking the soul
Becoming void as I was
When I was not yet

“Turn from gazing after”
To kiss the sky
Devoid of all
Foreign images

Only to be
Born again
From inside the outside
Looking in

Jimi placed a spell
On his soul
Purple in color
Inspired by a haze

Deluded by doubt
“Am I happy or in misery?”
Answered not in the words
But the color of the font



Born A “Tweener”, I’m Lodge Between Rainer Maria Rilke and Ray Wylie Hubbard   4 comments

Somewhere between reading Rainer Maria Rilke and listening to Ray Wylie Hubbard’s latest CD, “The Grifter’s Hymnal,” the following just flowed out — as usual, no rewrite, you get what you see.


The body slows me down,
but the blood still flows,
the soul hasn’t slowed
fostering a deep and
necessary intimacy with life.

The body slows me down,
but I count my blessing
without a 60-cycle hum,
freed from habitual
trains of thought.

The body slows me down,
but the poets still, please
with a taste of bittersweet chocolate,
burning through the words
manifested in music.

The body slows me down,
but my mind leads the
way to an enigmatic mystery,
seeking a Rilke Maria’s moment
freed by Ray Wylie’s applause.

The body slows me  down,
but I keep running
from the ghosts that
keep on coming
around the bend.

The body slows me down,
but its dividing outline
is no longer there
providing a membrane
between inner and outer worlds.

The body slows me down,
but I can still hum 
Polk Salad Sally,
framing cosmic image
descending from invisible heights.

The body slows me down,
but I still use my imagination
to inspire conscious thinking,
allowing “the damn fox
do what a damn fox does.”


“The days I keep my gratitude higher than my expectations, I have really good days.”
— Ray Wylie Hubbard

When Given A Gift, The Only Appropriate Response Is Gratefulness   3 comments

Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalist (SCVN) Dan, with Kindergarten Students — Image by kenne

When given a gift, the only appropriate response is gratefulness. Life is a gift.  Each day is filled with blessings — just by our presence, we are able to express our gratitude.

I’m grateful I can spend time in nature capturing its many beautiful moments. Still, for many, it is easy to miss the beauty of nature. Many do not have the opportunity to spend time out in nature. However, through the time-lapse photography of Louie Schwartzberg’s we can experience the stunning beauty of nature. (See Moving Art by Louie Schwartzberg)

Louie Schwartzberg is an award-winning cinematographer, director, and producer whose notable career spans more than three decades providing breathtaking imagery for feature films, television shows, documentaries and commercials.

The following video is a TEDx San Fransisco presentation, which includes his short film on Gratitude and Happiness, reminding us of the precious gift of life, and the beauty all around us.



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