I am grateful for the beautiful fog that covers Vancouver today. I am grateful for the quiet in which no worker’s hammer is heard. I am grateful for the quiet in me. In this quiet I share the thoughts of God, my real thoughts. I am grateful for a sleeping cat in the house. I am grateful for the tall evergreen trees that stick up through the fog. I am grateful I can stay in the apartment today and just be in quietude. In this stillness I will find my real thoughts that I share with God, and I will know that I am not a body. I am a spirit. I am free for I am just as God created me.