Blessed…
I am truly blessed. Homeless,
I don’t
have a home, a bed, a kitchen,
a bathroom, and I
live one the streets, but I am Blessed.
I am blessed to have access to
the libraries
all around and the
ability to check out materials with an
endless assortment of
books to choose from, the use of computers,
scanner and printers…. I am
Blessed.
I am Blessed to respect myself
enough to not be “seen” as Homeless,
and then denied and refused
assistance because I do not fit the part;
I do not look, smell, act or
behave as a homeless person is
scripted to be
by society.
I
am Blessed to share my days and nights
with my furry and feathered friends,
my
confidants and co-conspirators who nourish my heart and life like
nothing else can.
I
am Blessed to have a body that continues
to carry the burden of life
on the streets.
No,
this isn’t the life I planned, but I am truly Blessed.
I
am witness to Nature’s unfolding while watching the incredible
sunsets and sunrises,
most
mornings and evenings. Watching the colors being stroked across the
skies
with
the most perfect colors and brushes that
bring the brilliance to the forefront,
which
is breathtaking and immersive. Being
present every moment,
feeling
everything, seeing
everything; becoming a part of the landscape in the truest sense…
blending
in so fully and completely, you become invisible to society but fully
embraced
by Nature and Her incredibly
beautiful creatures that fill my life.
Counting
Blessings everyday…
Though,
most of time, it is the hardest challenge I have in my life,
finding
those precious gems.
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