Thanksgiving 2009 – This was written while still living in Boulder, CO shortly after completing Part 2 of Nine Gates Mystery School. I recently re-discovered it in my archives and felt the gratitude all over again from the memories that keep on giving.
Wow…what an incredible Thanksgiving morning this is!
As I sit drinking my coffee and reading the November issue of Shambala Sun cover-to- cover, in silence, other than the quiet hum of the dishwasher running. I am overwhelmed with gratitude. Every article in the magazine stirs deep feelings and the sensation that you are all with me this morning. Knowing pours in through my wide-open crown chakra…dizzying.
One article in particular about sunrise reminded me of how many spectacular and memorable sunrises I’ve seen in my life and how much more important each one is today. Sunrise has blessed me from the top of Kilimanjaro in Africa and Longs Peak in Colorado, from windows overlooking vineyards in Italy, and a hospital room in Boulder, to tent doors on the edge of red-rock canyons and deep in alpine forests. Dawn has greeted me on the beaches of Hawaii, Cape Cod and Key West, on the tundra above the Arctic Circle and in a “circle-of-souls” at Joshua Tree. And every day I awake at home I can watch the sun rise in the east and it’s light kiss the mountaintops to the west.
Last night, minutes after the sun sank, I stood in the center of the cul-de-sac and watched the space station and the shuttle chase each other through the night sky. They appeared as two stars, miles apart, but moving as one. And I wondered what early civilizations thought, if/when they saw two stars traveling together?
How big we are…how small we are…how Here we are… I give thanks to all that is, and to all of you, for you are all in my heart this day.