Beyond Counting Blessings
Being Truly Thankful
Often when we practice being thankful, we go through the process of counting our blessings, acknowledging the wonderful people, things and places that make up our reality. While it is fine to be grateful for the good fortune we have accumulated, true thankfulness stems from a powerful comprehension of the gift of simply being alive, and when we feel it, we feel it regardless of our circumstances. In this deep state of gratitude, we recognize the purity of the experience of being, in and of itself, and our thankfulness is part and parcel of our awareness that we are one with this great mystery that is life.
It is difficult for most of us to access this level of consciousness as we are very caught up in the ups and downs of our individual experiences in the world. The thing to remember about the world, though, is that it ebbs and flows, expands and contracts, gives and takes, and is by its very nature somewhat unreliable. If we only feel gratitude when it serves our desires, this is not true thankfulness. No one is exempt from the twists and turns of fate, which may, at any time, take the possessions, situations, and people we love away from us. Ironically, it is sometimes this kind of loss that awakens us to a thankfulness that goes deeper than just being grateful when things go our way. Illness and near-miss accidents can also serve as wake-up calls to the deeper realization that we are truly lucky to be alive.
We do not have to wait to be shaken to experience this state of being truly thankful for our lives. Tuning in to our breath and making an effort to be fully present for a set period of time each day can do wonders for our ability to connect with true gratitude. We can also awaken ourselves with the intention to be more aware of the unconditional generosity of the life force that flows through us regardless of our circumstances.
We had a rather rough week here at the castle with Jezebel's disappearance last Friday night; thank the Goddess she returned home safe & sound! I was beside myself with grief, always knew how much that feline familiar meant to me but it certainly was reinforced during those 4 days when she was absent. I hope she got it out of her system because she'll never step those paws outside again!
Along with that, I had a lot to be thankful for this year; Beren's girls joined us for Thanksgiving dinner for the first time, as did Kevin's Mom and sisters. We squeezed 14 folks into my dining room, it was fabulous! I tried some new recipes this year as did Kristyn, everyone contributed and we had a feast fit for a King! Above is a shot of Beren teaching his girls the fine art of tater peelin', below are my gorgeous folks hangin' on the patio.
After dessert we all stuffed ourselves into the car and headed to the movies, our family's Thanksgiving night tradition. Enchanted was an adorable little flick, I thoroughly enjoyed it!
The evening ended with a moonlit poolside chat with my Sweetie, then off to bed for this weary hostess. I had a wonderful Thanksgiving, though, can't wait to do it again on Yule!