Thoughts on A Thanksgiving Just Past, and On Black Friday

November 24, 2017, Prescott-

Why do I wake in a state of love?

Perhaps it’s because the alternative

is nothing but a debilitating illusion.

I was treated to a fabulous Thanksgiving Dinner,

courtesy of my hard-working,

always conscientious

best friend,

and her younger daughter,

this daughter’s boyfriend

and BF’s middle sister.

I had the pleasure of

helping out,

before and after the meal.

Helping always makes

me feel a part of the lives

of those around me.

Thanksgiving has its

roots in our primal need,

as creatures,

to praise our Creator.

The Konda Reddy people,

of southern India,

praise their Lord,

when the wild mango ripens.

The Zuni, of western New Mexico,

offer thanks, each December,

by blessing the houses that

have been built or renovated,

during the course of the year.

The wise among us,

do similar things,

once a year.

They also offer thanks,

first thing in the morning

and last thing at night.

Thanksgiving is not

imposed by conquerors.

It is a gift of the heart.

The sweep of commerce,

leaving little sacred,

in its wake,

screams “DEALS!”,

even before one’s

heavenly meal,

is a thing of the past.

Again, today,

I think I’ll pass.

4 thoughts on “Thoughts on A Thanksgiving Just Past, and On Black Friday

  1. I’ve never been a fan of Black Friday. There was no rush to leave the house today (Sparky went to the gym at 7 AM to work off his excessive consumption of turkey + all the fixings). Other than a little emergency run to the dollar store and Meijer’s I am staying in… No need for excessive consumerism just because someone is selling something at ridiculous prices that I don’t want!

  2. “Helping always makes

    me feel a part of the lives

    of those around me.”

    Yes, that is exactly how I feel it…
    I am happy to read you had a thankful Thanksgiving diner.
    XxX

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