I said to my soul, be…

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

--T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets

I ran into that today. It seems rather startlingly apropos.

I am thankful to have my health, to have my financial needs reasonably met, to be on moderately good terms with my family, to have a truly wonderful network of friends. I am thankful for my Jedediah. I am thankful for Strange Horizons, now in its third year, and for all the volunteers whose hard work make its production possible. I am thankful for my academic department and its support -- and the fact that such a program as mine even exists, which allows me to spend so much of this year reading. I am thankful for my writing, for the book completed and the one yet to be written. I am thankful for the last seven months with Kevin; whatever the future holds, I have cherished this time. It's been a gift, a rediscovery of attachment and affection, of emotions that I had started to forget.

I feel incredibly lucky in my life. It just seems to get better.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.

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