Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving

This day that we celebrate is very strange to me.  The moment we are remembering is one that forced natives to flee.  Early settlers pushed them out while reaping their harvest.  The natives were savages.  Why?  They worked with the earth.  They listened to the wind, the animals, lived in harmony with nature and thrived.

 

Today we gather and eat.  We are not remembering the slaughter that took place, instead preparing for a different slaughter that will come to be.  The warriors are among us, camping outside of store fronts.  Ready to slaughter their savings.  Completely forgetting about compassion, love, harmony.  Oblivious to the celebration that is with them every day of every year: life, family, children.  These things are taken, too often, for granted. 



“I love you” is replaced with pricy gifts.  Visiting family is seen as an inconvenience of time, instead of one that should be cherished.  Think about what we are truly celebrating and emulating this holiday.  Those emotions that are displayed with honest conviction will affect the one’s closet.  It is never too late to be true, honest, compassionate to not only your family, but the world in which we live.  Living in harmony with the world creates a harmonious balance within the family, bringing to light the true celebration: each other.