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A time to give thanks and such…

This time of year marks thanksgiving here in the States, a time associated with family gatherings, lavish feasts, and giving thanks to a bountiful harvest.

On a total side note: Why am I thinking about the unimaginable amount of turkeys that lose their life every year so we can give thanks. I have no idea where that came form, but I think I’m in trouble, and I’m not sure this post is heading into the right direction. Yet it is true and it is what’s crossing my mind. If I want to be authentic, I guess then it belongs, and it is a part that shouldn’t be suppressed. Outdated programming and beliefs tell me that today is a holiday, that I should play nice, bring you inspiration and a joyful message for a blessed day, and while I do hold those wishes for myself and you, I can’t just pretend and write something that’s not in my heart. Sure, the timing to write a semi depressing post, on a day like this is not the greatest, but it is what is.

Well anyways, let’s try this once more. It’s today that we give extra thanks to all the blessings in our life and draw extra attention to it. Personally I do this on a daily basis, without a set holiday dictating to me when I should do so. I feel each day we are given is a day to celebrate, a day to be grateful for. This year feels different on so many levels, and I have to admit that I don’t feel all that festive. I don’t mean it to sound negative, I just merely have no feelings or opinions about it one way or another. Time is kind of rushing me by. I have big dreams and big goals, but I have even bigger responsibilities that need to be tended to in order to become free to pursue these dreams. Basically what I’m saying is that there is a bunch of ugliness to deal with before beauty can unfold.

I should be decorating the house, baking cookies, getting into the holiday spirit, but I’m not. This is my favorite season as far as holidays are concerned, and yet I lack the gusto to embrace it. The inner child in me wants to deck the halls, and live through all the traditions the holidays bring and yet it’s the surroundings that feel out of place.

I remember how much fun it was to unwrap ornaments and trimmings each year. That in itself was like unwrapping present and greeting an old friend you didn’t see for an entire year. Oh wait, I did started Christmas shopping, does that count? I do know what the problem is here, and only I can make the changes to match my reality with my vision for the future. In the meantime another season passes by and the decorations stay packed until they can be enjoyed in the right circumstances and time, when everything has been accomplished, when my stars are changing.

What else is different? There will be no gatherings if one wants to see Christmas. Festivities are cancelled due to Covid 19 and much of the population celebrates in silence and isolation. I’ve been thinking about Mom a lot. I’ve been thinking about the cancelled Christmas markets in Germany I enjoyed so much and not too long ago. I have felt the somber mood all across the world, that threatens to suppress the magical spirit of this season for so many. Maybe even for myself to a degree, although I think it’s more of the vibrations I pick up from you. My circumstances are not perfect, but they are being handled. It’s the vibrations and unspoken words I pick up from time to time. We talked about it here before and from time to time I feel the heaviness of things.

Personally I feel like I have much to be grateful for, despite the challenges 2020 posed. I should give special thanks today and really spend some time to reflect and ponder the next moves. For me it has been a transition year, with more to come. With Moms passing in October last year, I went through the holidays without her, and you’d think I’ve experienced what it feels like without her. Still it’s different. More focused, more aware, more conscious, on the subject that she is gone and not here anymore. Everything was so fresh, so overwhelming and saturated with grief last year, that it was hard to identify and really sort the feelings. I like to dedicate a holiday to her, to remember, to celebrate, to create my own family customs, including her. I will, hopefully do so next year.

Finishing off this less than perfect post on a day like this, I’d tell you that things are seldom perfect. That there are always things in life to work on, tweak and to make your own. Despite of those things, we need to remember the good things, the things to be grateful for, so we don’t get overwhelmed and are able to keep balanced. Perhaps things could always be worse. You are the co creator of your life, so if there are things you need to change, develop a plan and implement those changes. Keep gratitude in your heart and share it with those around you.

In love, light and gratitude for all of you.

Happy thanksgiving my friends, my tribe, my people. Xo 💙🙏🏼

Author:

We are the co-creators of our life and the time is now. More than ever are we needed to support Mother Earth and each other. Together we discover and explore our unique gifts in times of strengths, in times we lean on each other, and in times when we learn from each other. This blog started as an outlet and what I ultimately called my “Warriors Journey.” It was a way to document the ups and downs of my life, sharing my hardships as well as my successes. It showcased the struggles, but more important the ways of how to overcome them. Although we are warriors each and every day, I realized that having to be a warrior, comes from a place of pain. I decided to rename this blog, and “Phoenix Rising” now stands for the story of overcoming such a painful place. My motivation for this blog hasn’t changed and I hope to share inspiration and hope, to create a sense of belonging, a space of being heard, and connecting with like minded beings who instill a sense of oneness. We are never alone, and we are unstoppable in the pursuit of what sets our soul on fire. Who I am in a nutshell... 
I am an energy healer and Reiki Master. I am surviving a chronic disease that I’ve sent into remission three times since my initial bout, 15 years ago. I continuously challenge the status quo and by doing so I change my stars. I am a believer that anything is possible. I am a hopeless romantic and I believe that true love exists on various levels. I am an optimist that will always see the glass as half full. I am a dreamer, believing in endless possibilities. Not even the sky is the limit. I have jumped off of the hamster wheel, and I am writing a new chapter. I am chasing my Nirvana to support my most authentic self. This is my story, I am that Phoenix and I am rising from the ashes. Namaste 🙏🏼💙🦋

33 thoughts on “A time to give thanks and such…

  1. And returned with love my friend. And I do think that when we ‘go through’ our fears we come out the other side much more appreciative of ‘life’, those times where it does indeed share our love. The times no longer hold us in its inauthenticity but ask our hearts to stand in the truth it has uncovered. Yes we will share those times with others and focus on that connection with them. letting go what we were and become what we now are. Welcome home my friend, it does have some profound sadnesses, but within those very things is a love indeed…a very pure one. Namaste ❤️ 🙏🏽 🦋

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    1. As always your words mean so much to me and are medicine to my soul as I bask in the beautiful light you hold me in. You are one in a million my friend, perhaps one in a gaziliion. Plus you like chocolate. Thank you kindly and have a great day. 💙🦋🙏🏼

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      1. Hi…. it’s ok I know how life goes you just do what you need to and look after yourself love. You ‘re important to me too and you keep well. Long distance hugs back to you.

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  2. I think this is a perfect post as it comes from your heart in all its authenticity. I too have moved on from the pressure of having to feel and express a certain way only because it is a certain day. If some things need to be processed and expressed then I trust them. That my friend would be true celebration of life, I have lost the ability to be any other way. I so appreciate your post and gratitude carries it all. Happy Thanksgiving!

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    1. Hello my dear friend. It was so nice to hear from you and I was just thinking about you the other day. I miss you too but I know we are connected for life, even if we don’t talk all the time. Sending much love and light and a warm hug your way. Please take good card of yourself. ❤️

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  3. So much love goes out to you sister!!! I’m wondering if this is part of what you referenced in your reply??
    Condolences on the loss of your mother!!!! 🙏🕊
    I never had that kind of a relationship with my mother so it truly is a foreign concept to me. But I know love as a mother and I know the pain of losing my father. Grieving a process. One we need to allow ourselves to move through with nurturing and grace. Each time you’re able to touch the pain, the pain will ease a little. Hard to believe, one day to look and not feel the pain, but in its place to find a stronger more beautiful version of you. Grateful for all the beautiful memories. 💜🙏🕊

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    1. Thank you my sister. I will tell you more about this by email. I am no stranger to loss, having lost my Dad at the age of 10 and I was a Daddy’s girl and never really gotten over him gone. We learn to live with it for sure but sometimes the pain never fully goes away. I think I live too much and too deep. I felt the same with the loss of Nikki who was a dog I rescued and lost a couple years ago.

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