Hey diy Ass-kickers!
This weekend in Canada is our Thanksgiving celebration.
I do love this weekend. I love that my daughters have kept up our family traditions with their kids. I love that we all know that it’s not a work day, it’s a play day. I love how we all do our part to make the day as great as it was last year and the year before that. Plus it’s a pre-curser to Christmas!
Seriously, it’s our time to come together with loved ones and celebrate having them and all the incredible abundance in our lives. So much that we need to say it out loud, and we do when we go around the table and share what we are thankful and grateful for.
Grateful. Hmmm…
I have a daily gratitude practice. I practice it in the shower actually, simply because I am forever grateful for hot, clean water to wash away stresses and leave me in a clean healed state of mind and body.
But truthfully, I’ve been getting tired of seeing so much shit on social media about gratitude. Practicing gratitude is awesome, but I feel like it’s lost much of it’s true meaning.
And true to form for our amazing Universe, I have been offered up several reminders of what grateful looks like for me, just when I needed it. Big, bold reminders of the paradigms of privilege and the need to be one with our world.
Like when I walked up to the health food store, my mind on the very specific organic oil I was looking for, and crossed paths with a woman carrying the blanket she had slept in the street with the night before.
Like when I stopped at the thrift shop to drop off a bag of clothes because it had annoyingly been in my car forever, and was met with items piled up so high there is little chance anyone could get at them to use any time soon.
Like when I walked out of the bank with a sizeable chunk of dough in my purse for a business transaction without anyone batting an eyelash, especially me.
Yep, head securely up my ass.
Hello Universe, I hear you loud and clear sweetie, and I thank you.
I thank you for the reminders that while it’s ok to work hard and make a good living, there is no room for complacency about that, or the power that it gives us, or the realities in our world that it hides from us.
Because this world doesn’t belong to just some of us. And it’s never about what we have, true gratitude is about how much we appreciate and let ourselves feel grateful for, including seeing and contributing to the betterment of the bigger world around us. No matter what we determine that needs to look like.
Happy Thanksgiving my wonderful friends, I am grateful for who you are and like me, how you work diligently to be the woman you want to be every single day.
Oh, and also grateful for you showing up to read my shit every week! 🙂
Happy Thanksgiving all!

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