Thanks to the sun for another day, for its warmth, its brilliance, and its power.
The one who moves everything and everyone we care about; thanks to that power, this rock exists, holding all the divine aspects of life. Thanks to the divine world and everything that crawls, flies, and walks: for the trees, flowers, mountains, oceans, and rivers. Because in its splendor, it allows humans to exist, human that I am, mortal human, human with a body to enjoy the world.
Thanks to my cells, which generate this body. They are me, I am them. They exist, therefore I feel, therefore I think, therefore I exist. They keep me alive and thereby sustain this body, their great generational cause. How many generations of cells have there been in the years we had lived? Cellular ancestors, and cells whose descendants will die with me.
Thanks to the humans who came before me, the world is their direct inheritance to us. Thanks to all who exist, for with them, we share the world and the stories that impact us. Thanks to those who will come, human or not, for they will inherit the only eternal thing in my human experience: this divine world.
Thanks to the interdependence of all things that allows us to see, feel, and be.
Thanks for the existence of everything that is necessary. I no longer want to wage war against what is ugly, I only want to see the beauty in the necessity of things.
Thanks for listening, being, transform, feel.
Thanks for your existence.