43 Years Ago

Forty-three years ago today, it was Thanksgiving day. In the morning hours, people were waking and drinking their coffee and tea, feeling anticipation about the feast day ahead, beginning to prepare food or traveling to be with friends and family. At that time, on that day, a child came into this world of joy and sorrow. She was born on the day of gratitude to learn giving and receiving, to develop a generous and grateful heart. She came with certain gifts to share, with creativity and imagination and sensitivity, with love and grace. She came to learn and to teach, to create and to share joy, to help and to be helped. And all along the way she found friends, lovers, teachers, companions, and also challenges, to help her live out her path.

On this anniversary day, I give thanks for the life that was given to me, though I have not always wanted it, and I give thanks for all the help, joy, beauty, teachings, blessings, and companionship I have been given in such abundance. I make a commitment to live my life each day from heart, to be true to my deepest self and the purpose I was brought here for, to live in service to the unique expression of Divine spirit in me, for the benefit of all beings. I dedicate my life to this.