So, last year, I was invited to a big fun happy Thanksgiving dinner, with family and friends. This year I am going over to make dinner for my mom, with a friend. There will be just 3 of us. Tiny and trueblue.
In my lifetime, I have had Thanksgivings alone. Thanksgivings that seemed to signal new beginnings. Thanksgivings where I had to work. Thanksgivings that I hosted for others. Fed homeless people. Suffered. Celebrated.
And it got me thinking.
Sometimes our plates are full to overflowing.
Sometimes we get just a teeny tiny portion.
And yet the job is the same: Thanksgiving.
We get the chance, the excuse, the opportunity, every year, right about this time, to give thanks.
To find thanks. To choose thanks.
Because there is always something, someone, somehow some way to be grateful. No matter what.
And sometimes gratitude is a breeze. We are exploding with joy, oozing abundance. And so aware of the privilege that we live.
But whether we have to stretch for it, or whether it just pours out of us – giving thanks does the same thing. It always elevates, always enhances, and always always always connects us to our divinity.
So – whether you will be celebrating Thanksgiving this week or not, I would love to ask for and invite yours to join mine, in the comments below:
What are you grateful for?
With so much love and gratitude,
Regena Thomashauer, aka “Mama Gena”
The School of Womanly Arts