In America today is Thanksgiving. Wherever you live, whenever you read this, it can be YOUR Thanksgiving, done your way.
So often we Americans celebrate the holiday with family, or as a Friendsgiving, with food, with exercise like the increasingly popular “Turkey Trot.”
This time, just for a few minutes, I’d like to experiment with something extra.
Choosing one of my many roles in life, I’m going to find and feel and express my thanks.
Yes, I’m using some of today’s Technique Time for this purpose. You could call this a spiritual exercise, “Choosing My Thanksgiving.”
You’re invited to follow suit, including comments below.
Noooooo, Not That!
Thanks to PRIMMIE’S advice at yesterday’s comment-fest about tidying up, I will not write about my sentiments “Giving Thanks for My Life as a Tosser.” 😉
(Although I’m very intrigued at what the term is supposed to mean in Merrie England. Perhaps one of you could write a polite comment here to educate those of us who live on the more unruly side of the pond.)
What will it mean this time, this year, choosing my Thanksgiving?
I’m going to share my thoughts as a teacher of the various skill sets in RES (Rosetree Energy Spirituality), teaching at this blog and through books and workshops and, as of this year for the very first time, teleseminars.
A Teacher’s Thanksgiving
I give thanks for those who have taught me, amazing teachers who changed me forever — not just what they taught but how they opened up my ability to learn.
I give thanks for every bit of Divinely co-created knowledge that has moved through me; gratitude for all the surprising ways this knowledge has unfolded for my students and readers and me.
I give thanks for every student who has been helped.
I give thanks for the honor of being a teacher.
To Teach Is Human
From babyhood on, don’t we all love to show others what to do or how to do it?
Name me a kid who doesn’t shout this with glee? “Look at me, Mom!”
I think that’s because deep down we know we are special.
We believe (rightly) that what we feel and think and do is marvelous.
Yet this is a world where every breathing human also feels special, has wisdom, and deep down knows that the distinctive Me-Me-Me is important — always marvelous.
So I rank it among life’s everyday miracles
when I happen to teach something
that is actually helpful to somebody else.