Greetings Dear Reader,
I always take time to ponder my gratitude for absent friends
during Thanksgiving. In this year of plague, many will experience unexpected empty seats.
There will be sorrow as we gather this year. Still, we need to find ways to have gratitude
for the lives others have shared with us.
In our sorrow, gratitude can be a comfort as we recall what a person has left in our lives that is good. We can forgive the wrongs of the past that we cling to and find gratitude in the lessons learned. In the end, if someone is gone, there can be no reconciliation except that which we do within our hearts. We dance alone with our thoughts of another. We choose how we treat them even after they are beyond the reach of our treatment.
As we move through this cosmic dance, we must face times
when we dance alone. We must choose
where the love and gratitude fall within us regarding others. If we cling to the wrongs and reject the good,
we harm ourselves and lie about another.
It is not that our good is righteousness. It is, rather, that we have to forgive and remember
those who are not with us. We must forgive
their wrongs for our sake. We must
remember the good things they have done and be thankful for them.
There is peace in that which will heal us and teach us. There is life available in death to help us
dance the journey home. The dance is always
better without the burdens of the past, Dear Reader. It is why we are told to forgive immediately. It is why we are required to love
always. In remembering to be thankful
for everyone we find the grace we need to love everyone. We find peace that frees us to dance our way
home.
For A
Dancer – Jackson Brown
Keep a fire burning in your eye
Pay attention to the open sky
Never know what will be coming down
I don't remember losing track of you
You were always dancin' in and out of view
I must've thought you'd always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere to be found
I don't know what happens when people die
Can't seem to grasp it, as hard as I try
It's like a song I can hear playing right in my ear
That I can't sing
I can't help listening
I can't help feeling stupid standing 'round
Crying is the ease you down
'Cause I know that you'd rather we were dancing
Dancing our sorrow away
No matter what fate chooses to play
Just do the steps that you've been shown
By everyone you've ever known
Until the dance becomes your very own
No matter how close to yours
Another's steps have grown
In the end, there is one dance you'll do alone
Don't let the uncertainty turn you around
Go on and make a joyful sound
Into a dancer, you have grown
From a seed, somebody else has thrown
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
And somewhere between the time you arrive
And the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive
That you'll never know
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become
a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a homeowner. He liberally
hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Every human story is part of the great story that leads to the Father
getting everything back to Good.
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Keep a fire for the human race
Let your prayers go drifting into space
You never know what will be coming down
Perhaps a better world is drawing near – Jackson Brown
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