Thanksgiving

Today is thanksgiving. Well, every day is, when I make the effort to be mindful of all that is well in my life.

I met with a colleague for several hours today, discussing the work of psychotherapy and the process of creating meaning in one’s life. I thoroughly enjoyed meeting with this person (whom I’d met at a seminar). The talk was a high tide, flushing the mental-emotional detritus accruing from the arid isolation of private practice. It was just so enlivening to have company, to share a meal with someone who shares a passion for the same mission in life — that of helping others to heal and grow.

After lunch I ran errands — to the post office, the bank, and a used bookstore. The day is crystal clear, with the watery light of autumn beaming on the world. Texas autumn sunlight is still bright, but not so intense. All the windows were rolled down. I belted out Celtic ballads streaming from the CD player as my car whisked along Highway 183 toward home.

This sense of well-being gently flowing up from my center is a treasure. I have energy to spare. I feel grateful to be here, and grateful for the satisfaction and privilege of putting my talents to good use.

So, what’s going right in your life today?