Today’s intuitive train of thought, being penned on Thanksgiving, November 23rd, 2017, has added significance to my family as this date commemorates the 76th anniversary of my parents’ wedding, and as their love for each other led to the births of many of my loved ones, who plan to gather at Steven’s home in the desert or Barry’s home on the west coast where we’ll celebrate the fact that throughout each stage of life, Lady Luck has smiled at each of us much more often than not.
Upon awakening, this morning, my first thought was to light the ovens in readiness to heat all of the sides, which had been refrigerated following my well-organized pattern of cooking and baking, day by day, ensuring my feeling rested and festive when we ring Steven’s door bell, holding white Corning dishes, filled with piping hot, ready-to-serve family favorites in hand.
My second thought was to ask you, on this day of Thanksgiving, to ponder upon mental growth spurts, which, though naturally absorbed by children, do not come easy for adults ... and with that thought lingering in the air, mingling with the tantalizing aroma of savory knishes teasing my taste buds with thoughts of feasting with extended family, who, having chosen to make their homes close to ours, feel as eager to enjoy this year’s spread to the max, as each one has prepared (or bought) a dish that has been a favorite of their immediate family, for years.
As I once expressed to Barry, who, feeling disappointed about something for which he’d held me accountable during a holiday about a dozen years back: Each time some aspect of human vulnerability fails to achieve your personal perception of perfection, there’s a lesson to be gleaned in the aftermath by way of open discussion so that humility, listening calmly to the voice of disappointment, absorbs emotional reactions expressed on all sides, offering everyone involved the opportunity to deepen each one’s understanding of how best to switch tracks from narrow mindsets that accomplish nothing more than casting blame, back and forth, toward embracing positive attitudes, focused upon creating change for the better by brainstorming more expansively (out of the box), the next time we all come together.
"The only real mistake is the one from which we learn nothing."
—John Powell
As in the aftermath of our heartfelt discussion a bigger picture emerged, peace of mind had reason to smile between parent and adult offspring; then years later, my peace of mind had reason to deepen upon hearing that same train of thought expressed every bit as calmly and patiently by Barry to Tony and Ray ... so though my children have grown to adults, this is one mare whose self worth doth not fear being put out to pasture for several reasons: First of all, I've grown ever more mindful of need to seek insight into bigger pictures in hopes of easing my changing placement in the circle of family life by employing intelligence to consciously embrace an attitude of open-mindedness that will consistently heed the voice of intuitive awareness, concerning need to brace my defense system to hurtle mental growth spurts that don’t come easy as we age, and with this proactive plan in mind, I'll continue to stoke my spirit's sense of self empowerment (not to be confused with entitlement) each time I become aware of need to say sorry or hold forth another baton, which proves in a state of readiness to pass forward as the circle of life advances in haste, as clearly as is true of late—no brakes in plain sight—and hopefully, the conscientious nature of this plan may save my sons from experiencing a build up of angst that proves classic when the aging process gangs up on beloved parents.
Once again, tis fitting that, while penning today’s intuitive train of thought on Thanksgiving, my sense of clarity, concerning my desire to enhance peace of mind all around, reflects my belief that cajoling, demanding, or commanding in punitive or passive aggressive ways pushes loved ones away, whereas true leadership, assuming the role of self-motivated guide, hopes to inspire change for the better, little by little, by modeling attitudes based in positively focused, solution seeking methodology, which proves so consistently compassionate that, over time, intelligent minds may naturally aspire to absorb trains of thought that consider the feelings of everyone concerned each time we reconvene to brainstorm, together, toward achieving another long range goal, which, proving difficult to navigate through without growing stormy, is ultimately accomplished, peaceably, one mental growth spurt at a time...
This year, as in years past, Tony and Ray are splitting Thanksgiving weekend between their parents’ homes on the west coast, suggestive of the fact that experiences with holidays past have offered our family insight concerning need to soak the depths of our love for each other in generosity of spirit so as to readily identify and soothe away any rise in frustration aroused by the specter of divorce, which creates need to refocus our attitudes toward peacekeeping in hopes that our circle of love will continue to expand in ways that prove emotionally healthy for two little boys, whose well being depends upon our level of emotional intelligence as the circle of life rolls forward for one and all.
And now tis time to switch tracks from musing over spiritually enlightening insights toward heating up favorite, mouth watering side dishes without which my menfolk believe Thanksgiving would not be complete. BTW: Did I mention that earlier in the week Barry texted for the sweet potato casserole recipe, passed forward from my mom to me, as he is wont to do, each time my eldest son's heartfelt commitment to family welcomes Marie’s clan into their home on the west coast, suggesting that no matter where Love, Life, Fate, Lady Luck, Free-will and Personal Choices take each of us, next, our hearts extend a warm welcome to new friends, who, along with treasured family, feast on love, served up with a smile, as was true in the homes of our youth.
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