Sometimes it is difficult to write these blogs. Today is one of them.
The problem is that Thanksgiving is supposed to be about gratitude. And many of us — the homeless or those faced with homelessness, the starving or hungry, and the lonely or alone– look at our own lives and feel despair. Too many looking at the world through their own eyes legitimately ask “what have I got to be grateful about?”
Last week a close friend and I discussed whether he should commit suicide. My friend explained he couldn’t envision a future that he wanted; a world that would get better to a point where he could again experience the joy and passion, which he had long been known for.
I mostly listened. I told him moods change. I suggested he keep a journal for a week and revisit the issue after that.
The next morning I called a pastor friend and we prayed the depression which held him would be lifted. Thankfully, it worked. My friend continues to journal.
Truth be told, a few days before this discussion I also struggled with similar thoughts.
But I had trouble with the concept of taking my own life rather than those of the elites which had created the conditions of despair for most of the world’s peoples. It wasn’t so much that I was afraid to die. It was that I knew that my dying would only serve their evil goals and their conquest of our world would continue on.
I remembered Hamlet’s soliloquy:
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether ’tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to? ‘Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; aye, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. …
Thanksgiving is a difficult time for those in despair until we focus on that which we have to be grateful for.
The cornerstone of our creator’s gift is not the material trappings of wealth. The gift is life and the consciousness we are given to expereince it.
Gratitude is not something we are given. Gratitude is something we create in ourselves and our communities.
Each of us who grows a garden of gratitude within our being can use it as a remedy against our own unhappiness and loneliness and then pass on it’s seeds to those others who need it.
Those who come together in gratitude will provide the light the world needs to move to the next level…
As you can see my thoughts on Thanksgiving, 2015 are much like they were last Thanksgiving. The main difference is that it appears clear to me now that we should use the gratitude we create for ourselves as a basis for changing the world into a place that inspires gratitude for all people.