Today is Thanksgiving, in Canada. In typical Canadian, fashion, we don’t make much of a fuss about it. Canadians, quietly take the day off, spend time with family and stuff our faces with turkey and all the trimmings. That’s usually about it. My own immediate family doesn’t even celebrate it because growing up in a mostly European household, it just wasn’t done.
We do have a Football match, but I can tell you I don’t know anyone who is actually watching it. Perhaps it’s the company I keep; it’s just not as big a deal to us as it is to our neighbours to the South in that respect. BUT, we do give thanks and (some won’t like to hear this, but)…we did it, first.
Oh yes.
Canada held its first Thanksgiving, 40-years before the Americans did, in 1578. English explorer Martin Frobisher held the first Thanksgiving celebration by a European in North America in Newfoundland.
Now, just because we aren’t going on spending sprees and getting our capitalism on, doesn’t mean we don’t participate. We’re more likely to get outdoors for a quiet walk in the woods or spend the day indoors just ‘being’. That’s okay. In fact, I much prefer the introspective approach so that I can truly think about what I’m grateful for and be present for it.
I’ll meditate on it, like I do, daily, thank the Creator for all that I am and all that I have in this Human experience – the perceived good and not so good.
Today, I also reach out to you. I’m so very thankful for those that visit this space. I’m grateful for your time and energy. I hope today treats you well no matter where you live in this world. I send you love for all your joys and heartfelt healing for all your hurts.
Welcome to my little healing corner. I’m so glad you’re here. xo
With my highest gratitude,
~Carrie.
