Announcing a Month of Thanksgiving


It’s a new day! A new month! Yay! I hereby dedicate the entire month of November to Thanksgiving.

After celebrating Halloween with a full month of spooky movies, my mind started to get a little off. That is to say, the voice in my head wasn’t being so kind and loving, and positive. That voice in my head was being mean and negative, and fearful. I’m not kidding. At first I wondered what was wrong with me. Then I realized for the 7,968th time that what Mom used to say is true – junk in, junk out. Now, I’m not categorically stating that all horror movies are junk.

(Incidentally, the word “categorically” reminds me of the news today: How about this — if anyone refuses to go on the record stating that something such as, oh, how about waterboarding, for example, is torture, then why don’t they just submit to that procedure and let us know what they think afterwards?)

Where was I? Oh, I’m just saying that a month of solid horror movies wasn’t great for my psychological self. It was time for an intervention from my spiritual self. Some prayer, some meditation . . . Ahh, so much better now. I’m so grateful that when I turn to God, the results are nearly immediate.

That’s when I decided this blog could be a great tool to focus my mind on all the wonderful things to be grateful for each and every day. (Waterboarding’s not on the list.) Gratitude comes naturally for me, but blogging about it will really flex those muscles, don’t you think?

Let’s go!

Oxygen, lungs, fingers, keyboards, computers, internet.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Sunrises, sunsets, colors, stomachs, food, digestive tracks, bathrooms, water, plumbing, soap, towels, mirrors, smiles.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Teeth, laughter, tongues, beds, sheets, blankets, pillows, music, legs, shelter, doors, light bulbs, lamps, electricity.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Free speech, soapboxes, peace activists, new movies about peace activists, pictures from Amy, pictures from Ken, pictures from Lara, pictures of sunsets I can pretend are sunrises, imagination, e-mail, shutterfly, google, wordpress, blogfriends, blogs, words, thoughts.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!

The you is God. I thank God for all of these things. I don’t often find him in that big heavy book people talk about. It’s easier for me to recognize him in tree bark, and handshakes, and the veins inside leaves. But he’s always here. And for that I say, thank you, thank you, thank you!

More tomorrow.
Happy Thanksgiving!

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