Some Personal Reflections on Thanksgiving Day
"Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children."
Unfortunately, this idyllic tale doesn't portray the stark reality of the Holocaust that ensued as European colonists descended on this continent bringing with them a harshly judgmental Christianity and the European concepts of Private Property and Capitalism.
Although the set of Democratic Ideals set forth in the Preamble to the US Constitution reflect humanity's universal quest for a just society, "our forefathers" also brought forth on this continent disease, death, domination, and the destruction of a Way of Life that understood and honored humanity's relationship to Mother Earth, to the Great Spirit and to the Circle of All Life. The Indigenous People's practiced a more advanced Spirituality, an Ethos of connection and sustainability. Our forefathers brought with them, instead, the Unbridled Greed buried in the belly of Capitalism, and the myopic worldview of fundamentalist Christianity with its mindset that reinforces our separation from one another, from the natural world, and from our spiritual connection to all that is. Through force of arms (including germ warfare and the power of "law"), the bad guys won.
Unfortunately for Mother Earth and her myriad beings, they still are.
Yet, it doesn't have to be that way. Although history shows us that those with more guns and less morals often hold the day, Mahatma Gandhi, armed with nothing but a spinning wheel, the force of Great Loving Soul, and the Power of the People, sent the British Empire packing. Empires do rise and fall.
|The Sitting Bull you don't read about in your history books|
Yet, I will take time this Thanksgiving Day to meditate and mourn. I'll pray, as well, for the the countless sentient beings whose lives have, and continue to be, destroyed through the lack of human decency that characterizes rapacious capitalism and its spiritual doppelganger, clueless christendom (Not to be confused with a Christianity that emerges from following Jesus's teachings of Love and Service). I will then take time to count my blessings, take heart, recite my vows, -- and roll up my sleeves. There is a lot of work to be done.
Obviously, I will take the time to rant, rave, and ramble on as well.
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