According to seemingly valid historical documents, Columbus was a jerk. I refuse to celebrate Columbus Day anymore. When people rant about how much of a jerk he was I totally concur! I just read a rant from someone about how Thanksgiving too should be shunned, how it is about respecting a history of genocide. The Pilgrims did also have their fair share of faults, and I won't defend them one iota. However, I don't think they hold the rights to thankfulness. Just because they had a famous harvest meal in the first years of their colonization does not mean that I need to be ashamed of my harvest meals. They also had another harvest meal on Llammas a few years later, it is less popular, but does that make them Catholic or Pagan? Harvest feasts are not exclusive to anyone. Being thankful does not hold any guilt by association. What you choose to respect is your business, here in this house we are not expressing thankfulness to Pilgrims. We are simply being thankful. It is good for the soul. I do not pretend to understand the deities, but I do believe they exist. I do believe it is also wise to express thankfulness to all Benevolences.
I do not condone the ill-treatment of anyone. I have an ever-growing respect for the beliefs and lifestyles of indigenous people. When I was born, here in this state, all that had been long gone. I can't turn back the hands of time. I can move forward with as much awareness as possible, I can be thankful for the chance to live another day, to appreciate the divine blessings, to delve ever deeper into the old stories and learn about the ancient spirits, to taste the tastes and hear the sounds and contemplate a way to infuse peace into the future.
Tonight is a full moon. We are breathing, my house is bustling with life and love. May the good things that we are thankful for ripple out positive vibrations and may the good things that others are thankful for do the same. May the magic of love and blessing heal the wounds of the past and create wisdom and symbiosis for the future. Now is always a beginning.
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