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Today is Thanksgiving Day in Canada. Let us be grateful for everything–obstacles and blessings, friends and foes alike–and extend our thanks in the ten directions to all sentient beings, plants, rocks, and the sea, for sustaining us in our practice of awakening. And what do you want to give thanks for?

The time will come
When, with elation
You will greet yourself arriving
At your own door, in your own mirror
And each will smile at the other’s welcome.

And say, Sit here, Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
To itself, to the stranger who has loved you.

All your life, whom you ignored
For another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

The photographs, the desperate notes,
Peel your image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

From “Love after Love” by Derek Walcott. A poet, novelist, and visual artist from Saint Lucia, Walcott was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1992. image: by Paul Klee (1879-1940).

 

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  1. A wonderful poem for Thanksgiving – a thanksgiving for the feast of our lives —

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