I contemplated my friend’s joy
in the middle of the night when I was not sleeping.
How can her joy not be diminished by pain?
There is no be doorway into joy,
If I have to look for it I will not find it.
Guilt likes to keep in seeking
and not finding.
The idea of finding the door was a misdirection!
Can I go to the flip and claim my responsibility
for the entire pain of the world
that way guilt has no wiggle room
and something peaceful like joy is here instead.
These are my thoughts this Thanksgiving.