What Thanksgiving Means to Us
Thanksgiving is truly a wonderful time of year. We’ve reached the point in which the spiritual Vail has thinned. We’ve paid respect to our three main harvests. The equinox has been celebrated. Daylight savings has come and gone. The days are chilled, the nights are here to stay. Thanksgiving is a time where the children are dismissed from school and employees are expected to take a long weekend. In between the Hallow’s Eve and Yuletide presents an interesting opportunity to us. A lot of people I know, myself included, suffer from seasonal depression. The idea of giving thanks before the harsh winter months is just what we need. For me, it gives an opportunity to get into the right mindset for the dark half of the year. It’s scientifically proven that humans will live longer when surrounded by others. It is in our instinct to keep friends and family close! So taking advantage of this for the holidays seems most appropriate. This year I am thankful for the rising sun, the inspiring relentlessness of the mighty evergreens. I am thankful for the tenderness of the cardinal at my window and the playful Blue Jays that I see spotted throughout the forest. I’m thankful for every day that I get to breathe fresh air into my lungs. Without that breath, nothing in my life would be possible. I like to count my blessings, every day. For the good experiences in my life and the bad ones who have shaped me into what I am. But around Thanksgiving, I like to pause and take a moment to really think about the natural world and the most basic parts of humanity and be thankful for them. So thank you, dear mountains, for giving me a place to rest my feet and feel grounded in my core. Thank you, bare trees, for helping me see my path clearly through the wilderness. And thank you for always inspiring me. And for showing me that I am a part of you, and will always live side-by-side to you.