Giving Thanks!

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“I don’t have to chase extraordinary moments to find happiness – it’s right in front of me if I’m paying attention and practicing gratitude.” ~ Brené Brown

For those of us in the United States, this is Thanksgiving Day weekend. Like some of our holidays, it’s a bit dubious because we celebrate on the backs of the First Nations who lived here before we Europeans took possession. I think it’s extremely important to acknowledge that our ancestors did a lot of damage. That’s why I’d like to see us change Thanksgiving from celebrating the landing of the Pilgrims, to a national holiday to be grateful for what we have. We can’t go back and change history, but maybe we can learn from the ancient cultures of the world how to live more gracefully upon Mother Earth and be grateful for all She gives us.

I’m grateful for this holiday weekend because, as I wrote last week, I’m exhausted. In fact, yesterday, I, unexpectedly, took a four hour nap. I was sleeping so deeply, I don’t even think I dreamed and when I awoke at almost 8:00 p.m., I was confused. I thought it was morning because I felt so refreshed. But it was so dark. When I realized it was night and that I’d been asleep for four hours, I laughed out loud.

I have been thinking a great deal about self-care lately. How am I going to balance all the new teaching responsibilities with writing this blog and doing my podcast? I’ve had to put off writing my book for the time being. But I feel I can do a better job of taking care of myself.

This is what I came up with for now. I’m going to take a month off from writing this blog. I’m nearly finished editing the Story~Power episodes for the rest of year. I have one more to record on Monday and then that’s it. I will take a real break to rest and recoup. The pressure I was feeling was self made and I can choose to recharge my batteries before the next semester begins.

This is a sacred time of year and for once, I’m going to honor it by not rushing around but taking time to go within. I feel like big changes are coming for me and I need to be ready to meet the challenges these changes will bring.

I hope you take time for some self-care in December. I am grateful for all of you who read this post every week. Even though sometimes I’m just trying to work out how I’m thinking and feeling in the moment, you stick with me. 

Happy Holidays. May you share peace and joy with family and friends. Until we meet again in 2022 …

Blessings,

Lucinda Sage-Midgorden © 2021

Lucinda is the author of The Space Between Time, an award finalist in the “Fiction: Fantasy” category of the 2017 Best Book Awards.

Have you ever experienced life shattering events? Yeah, most of us have. In The Space Between Time, Jenna Holden gets slammed by her fiancé walking out, her mother’s untimely death, and losing her job all in one week. But she receives unexpected help when she finds her three-times great-grandmother’s journals and begins the adventure of a lifetime.

The Space Between Time is available in all ebook formats at Smashwords and for Kindle at Amazon, or you can find the ebook at iBooks or Barnes and Noble. If you prefer a physical copy, you can find a print-on-demand version at Amazon. Stay tuned for news when the audiobook version is published.

Lucinda is also the host of Story-Power a podcast where she and her guests discuss their creative endeavors, and/or the stories that have changed their lives. It’s available here on Sage Woman Chronicles and on Apple, Google, and Spotify podcast apps. Please rate and leave a review. It helps people find me.

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I grew up in the West, the descendant of people traveling by wagon train to a new life. Some of their determination and wanderlust became a part of me. I imagine them sitting around the campfire telling stories, which is why I became first a theatre artist, then a teacher and now a writer. They are all ways of telling stories.

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