It’s harvest time in Canada, and Thanksgiving.
A time many family members reunite, if only for a meal together.
A time we are reminded of our ancestral ties.
This Thanksgiving brought me news of a family member — a niece — I didn’t even know existed.
Yet, today as I write this, I had a flash of déjà vu, of a dream long ago about such a member and this day — which reminds me yet again of the deeper magic of this season that culminates with the waltz on All Souls Night.
I am happy to say that thanks to the technological magic of Facebook, I reached out to said lost niece and made contact.
So, I can add that to the many blessings for which I thank the Great Spirit today.
Happy Thanksgiving to all my Canadian readers and friends and colleagues and family.
Photo: The First Thanksgiving at Plymouth, oil on canvas by Jennie Augusta Brownscombe, 1914. (Wikipedia)