On this Thanksgiving holiday, my heart is just bursting with gratitude for all the wonder that I see in the world.  Yes, political problems, economic difficulties and areas of unrest still abound – but now I’ve lived long enough to know that something wonderful is at work behind the scenes.  My new way of living is to try not to judge situations based on first appearances but instead to foster an eye for the bigger picture.

People are basically good.  Sometimes fear and mistreatment can lead us down a road that is beneath our highest vision of ourselves – but if so, it’s only temporary.  We’re multi-sensory beings who soak up our environments and are designed to learn from our mistakes.  That’s why when I see someone doing something that I feel is misguided, I just say a little prayer that the lesson is learned quickly so that they may once again return to their naturally loving and peaceful state.  There is method to the madness – and for that I am grateful. Metal is forged out of fire – but the result is something strong and purposeful.

I’m also grateful for family and true friendship. Last year at this time I was sitting in a hospital room hoping that my mother would make it through a difficult open-heart surgery.  Since then, I have been blessed with another year of her guidance, laughter and support. She is a blessing in my life – one that I intend to cherish, enjoy and appreciate for as long as I’m given the privilege.

I’ve made a few friends whose souls have actually merged with mine – and they’ve not only become part of my support system – but in some way an actual part of my heart. These are those rare individuals that you can tell anything and they never forget who you really are.  They’re there for you always, offering encouragement and a laugh just when you need it most.

While my children have the ability to wreck my inner peace like no one else in my life – they’ve also given me the greatest joy and feeling of purpose.  I’m constantly learning from my children (that’s a surprise – wasn’t I supposed to be the teacher?) and their lessons make me a better person.  I’m so glad I got the opportunity to take on the all-consuming but ever-rewarding role as a mom.

I’m also grateful for the ability to express myself – and perhaps touch someone’s heart in the process.  I’m oh so aware that “I of myself am nothing, but through God I can do all things.”  I’m so humbled that I’ve been able to function as the Hands of Spirit on occasion – and being lifted up outside of my own self-consciousness really felt like truly expressing my own greatest, divine nature.

I suppose feeling gratitude is a daily thing for me now – instead of just one day a year.  I’m amazed at the chance meetings with the right person at the right time; the unexpected opportunities that present themselves; and the perfect words to the song on the radio – delivered at the exact moment when I need them the most. I can sense a Divine plan working diligently behind the scenes.  Nope, we’re not alone – and all is happening as it should be.  So glad that I’ve learned to put down the reins and simply enjoy the ride for a change!

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!

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