Fly… and suddenly you realize the whole world is at your doorstep.
Home. They say it’s where the heart is, where you hang your hat… but John Cage sums it up neatly: “We carry our homes within us which enables us to fly.”
When I think about Thanksgiving, I immediately associate it with “home”, a warm hearth with family all around. There is a gratifying sense of abundance and satiation. I know this sounds idealistic and it probably is, because along with this sense of cozy satisfaction can come the stresses of the day; planning, cleaning, cooking, more cleaning and striving for family peace while buttons are being pushed all around.
Some of us travel for this holiday, visiting family, or vacationing. Some are doing business in a far-away land, some of us are fighting a war, or merely displaced due to circumstances beyond our control.
No matter what Thanksgiving holds for us or where we spend it, may we stay close to our hearts, our truth, our divine light and give thanks in knowing that we are really and truly home wherever we may be.
Happy Thanksgiving to all!
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Sat Nam, LG. What a beautiful sentiment. Happy Thanksgiving to you and Greg. Suzy
Happy Thanksgiving LG. And thanks for all your efforts you put in sharing this blog! Have a good one! Love and peace.
Now that the holidays are here we must not loose site of the meaning and get all caught up in the hussle and bussle of it all. Enjoy the time with family and friends and reflect on the good times shared and remember any loved ones lost.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving with your family and Greg and Congratulations on your business adventure out west..........
Lovely. As always. :)
Said with soft gentle thoughts, exhaled from your mind and soul, asorbed fully to receptive souls and lanquish in the true understanding of Home.
Nice-
nino
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