Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true,
So, back to those Christmas shopping lists. This year, next to every name, I'm writing something about the person that I'm grateful for. When I find the perfect gift for them, I'm giving thanks for the means to give it. Even when we're headed home, stuck in traffic on the New Jersey Turnpike, I'm giving thanks for our hybrid vehicle, for the workers that maintain the roadway, for the family that awaits our arrival…
With gratitude, I have Thanksgiving every day.
I imagine this must be how Pagans feel, too, during the ancient fire festival of Beltane. Observed on May 1st, this heady celebration falls midway between the vernal equinox and the summer solstice. Dancing around the May Pole, courting couples, fire rites and fertility rituals mark the coming of summer and hopes for a fruitful year.
Poetry and Musings of an Interfaith Minister on the Journey of a Lifetime.