Reading Time: 3 minutes Thanksgiving 2025 Poem by Maria Mar     What could I ever freaking be grateful for this terrible year?   Surrounded by extreme cruelty and inhumanity, facing a fascist coup intent on stealing our freedom. My nerves on edge. My heart in sorrow. What. Could. I. Possibly. Be thankful. For?! SILENCE. In the next breath, I am grateful for speaking my truth out loud. It has returned me to myself—to my center. SILENCE. In the next breath I am grateful For my center, my self-loyalty, My capacity to face chaos, destruction and cruelty And remain in a space of clarity, creativity and kindness. I am not my enemy. I am not trapped in the circumstances That tyrants build for me. I am a creator and I transform myself Anew to meet and change those circumstances. SILENCE. In the next breath I am grateful For the millions of Americans who are courageously defending our democracy, who are fighting for our freedoms, who are standing for our diversity who are preserving our humanity with their bodies and their voices, with their rapid [Read more.]