I’m almost ashamed, but not really, to say that I’ve never been one to look forward to or even really like “Thanksgiving”. The whole idea of a single day of the year when we celebrate our thanks for what we have by gorging ourselves on more always seemed hypocritical.
I moved on a sailboat to embrace a simpler and uncomplicated lifestyle, discover truths, and to explore the world before it becomes completely homogenized, democratized, and capitalized. I have learned that I must know where I am headed without exactly knowing what the destination is. I suppose that is what steadfast faith is.
As I’ve separated myself from the noise of the modern world, I can listen. What I’ve found is that thankfulness is the path to peace. True thankfulness; the kind that permeates your soul and takes over.
I stumbled upon a quote the other day:
Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others. — Marcus Tullius Cicero
Despite what one may feel about his politics, he got this right. Gratitude and thankfulness are the foundation upon which a virtuous, calm, and tranquil life is built.
I’m thankful for thankfulness.