Sort of "whatever it is or was, Divine or otherwise..." that has given me life and hope and sustenance, I am grateful.

On occasion, I've attended UU services celebrating the season, but that's more of a community gathering than a service.

Having been raised in the Roman Catholic Church, I still have traits and traces of that mysticism and respect the teachings, but I haven't and am unlikely to accept Jesus as my savior.

For me, the divine is everyone, everything, multi-dimensional and never-ending, and this year I have a great deal to be thankful for.

Happy holiday to you, Justin!

Have a great day tomorrow!

to call attention to ourselves.

When I and my family were younger and I kept better hours, I frequently attended Mass on Thanksgiving Day, but not in recent years. - Family is dispersed and some have other priorities.
But those nearby still gather for a family meal; a restaurant with table service is my choice, a I don't like the jumping up and down as people refill, etc. at buffets.

For years I have received Thanksgiving cards to send to distant family from the Glenmary Fathers, a group which serves the unchurched in rural America. They include a prayer card for our own table, and I'll likely use that as our meal blessing.

Her husband and her brother will be in the den, giving thanks or cursing, depending on who's winning the football game.

After someone pries them out, I'll give
thanks to Great Mystery and Corn Mother, and a Wiccan priest will thank the Lord and Lady.

A Jewish friend (mother of the Wiccan priest) will chant the Hebrew blessing over the bread and wine.

The niece's Catholic in-laws will probably recite "Bless us, oh Lord, and these Thy gifts."

The master ceramist will give thanks that no one insisted he cook turkeys in the.bisque kiln this year.

And then we'll sit down to eat, and everyone will be deeply, passionately thankful for my niece's Cordon Bleu training.

A Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, amigo mio.