On a run today, a young gentleman sitting on the sidewalk with a lady called “Life doesn’t have to be so rushed,” as I ran by. I chuckled and a chain reaction of thoughts was sparked. First, I was doing something with a specific objective, that is running, I was not “rushing through my life;” would you tell a cat that is waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on her prey that she’s wasting her time lolling around, motionlessly? There’s a time and place for everything, as my father always says. There’s a time to be fast, to run, to sweat, to feel the energy of life rushing through our veins and there’s a time to sit, and enjoy a leisurely meal with family, and not move from the table for several hours. This leads to my next thought, there is balance in life. It would be no good to run all day long, to never take a rest. It would also be senseless to rest all day long and do nothing. Each action beckons the other, the run leaves you hungry and tired; the meal nourishes you and encourages movement.
So on this Thanksgiving, as we reflect on our blessings, I wish that you all take a moment, however you are celebrating, to be thankful for what you have, for who you have, for who you are, and embrace balance. Maybe after you’ve eaten your meals with your lovely family and friends, you go out for a walk and enjoy the crisp autumn air, the ability in your legs, and the love in your heart.
Happy Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for all of you and all your tremendous love.