Last night, sitting on the east patio watching the full moon rise over the tree line, I felt bathed in gratitude for my life. I live in such a magical space and am thankful for the people I’ve attracted into it. Strolling down my street, half the neighbors have their Christmas lights up and the entire street is an enchanting scene. The world I see at any given time always reflects what is in me. My security lies in knowing I am in charge of that.