"The First Thanksgiving at Plymouth" (1914) By Jennie A. Brownscombe
“The First Thanksgiving at Plymouth” (1914) By Jennie A. Brownscombe

I think there’s something extra special about an American Thanksgiving, at least from my limited Canadian viewpoint. It seems to be all about family as well as the start of the holiday season — and we all know what day comes after Thanksgiving in the U.S. Oh yes, there are parades and football, too. I know that it is the busiest travel period in the United States, as people gather with family and friends for that traditional Thanksgiving dinner of turkey and all the autumn harvest trimmings. I had the opportunity about six or seven years ago to participate in a traditional American Thanksgiving with a close friend’s family in Vermont. It was very special, and I left there with a warm feeling. And I think that’s really what it might be all about . . . the warm feeling that comes with the Oneness of the day.

Of course, it is also a time to count one’s blessings, and to give thanks to the Great Cosmic Spirit for those blessings, which we can so easily take for granted.

I wish all of my American neighbours a Happy Thanksgiving, and I give thanks for you taking the time to read my words in my blogs.

God bless you all. God bless America.


P.S. This is a repeat of the post I did for my Gazette blog last year, but the sentiment hasn’t changed.