Another new day full of mystery and wonder!

So here we are again, dear readers, on a cool Thursday morning.  I hope this finds you well and centered in serenity.
I would like to explain the picture I have included in my profile.  It is a "four generation" picture with my younger daughter, Andra, her older son, Jerrett, and his son Eshiah held by me.  It was taken two years ago at my daughter's home in Cave Junction, Oregon.  Since then, I have held two more great-grandsons.  Andra's second son, Ian, sired a son, Elijah a year ago last May, and my granddaughter, Ryann, birthed Luke Anthony in June.  My, how love grows!
I am a member of a spiritual community "Common Ground" (http://www.embracehumanity.com/) in Tustin, California.  I am part of a group now who is addressing the idea of how would be live if we knew this would be our last year.  We meet twice a month and each time we do, it takes me a while to process all the emotions that have arisen from the sharing that has taken place.  We started out sharing our first seven years.  In a group of 17 people, with the time limitation, it has taken us from the 3rd week in July until last night, to finish.  So we will have to condense, a LOT, in order to complete the years and still have time left over for other subjects to be addressed, such as writing letters of appreciation, planning our memorial services, etc.  For me, this class has given the opportunity to understand, at a very dep level, how each time I look into someone's eyes, be it the clerk at the grocery store, a dear friend, a grandchild, that it is incumbent upon me to make sure I bring my full attention to the moment, to make it matter to me and, hopefully, to the other person as well.  I understand I cannot be responsible for how the other person receives the moment, and I can intend for it to be as deep as possible. 
I also want to introduce you to "Gray" my precious kitty who has shared the last nine years with me.  She is my companion, my confidante and just now, it sitting beside me, her ears perked up to the sound of my fingers on the keyboard.  Oh, how I love her!
And so, dear ones, off I go to the rest of my day, carrying with me your graciousness and merciful kindness.
Adieu!