Happy Thanksgiving 2012

If the only prayer you ever said in your life was ‘thank you,’ that would suffice. – Meister Eckhart

Thanksgiving is not a holiday; it’s a ritual.

Rituals exist like a kind of existential “to do” list, reminding us when to stop and focus on certain bigger-picture issues, so that when we return to our regular daily function, we have greater clarity.

As a harvest festival, Thanksgiving is a time when we look over the year and tilt the balance sheet to the positive. After all, we’re still alive. The harvest is done, and it may not be perfect, but it’s time to consider all that could have been, and know how good it is to have what we have.

This year, I’m thankful for many things, including survival. I’m thankful for another year in what I consider an optimal existence, not on a personal level, but derived from the cosmos (you can read “God” if you wish) itself. Life is designed to be beautiful and it is. All of its disadvantages and evils have a purpose. I can’t change the parts that are awful, but I can live in awe of the greatness of it all, which is made possible in part and necessarily by its awful parts.

I’m thankful for the community that has rallied behind this blog with intelligent comments, articles, help with technical and hosting, public mention, citing us in your blog posts and even talking about us with your friends. Thank you all. It’s a cliche to say I couldn’t do it without you, and it’s true: this blog is not and has never been a one-person effort. It’s more important to note that I do it because of you. When I look over our readers and see intelligent and aware people, it makes me want to not only keep going, but be better than I ever have before.

I’m thankful for the winds of history, which are changing and slowly (but less slowly than two decades ago) but surely blowing behind us instead of in our faces.

I’m looking forward to more chances to serve the order of the cosmos, which is beauty, and to beat back its necessary opposite, which is disorganization.

Thank you all for this opportunity.


  1. NotTheDude says:

    It seems that life is beautiful because it is life and not inanimacy. It seems it is beautiful because it is the highest point in existance, to be able to feel and interact with both the living and non living in the comos. To struggle for what is good and normal in the order of things. And to look and see it happen! Everything! That is what we live for.

  2. gg says:

    I am very grateful for everything! My gratitude grows more and more to simply be alive and know myself in increasingly precise present moments. The vast horizon, the depth of the ocean, the infinity of the space inside ourselves and out! Modernity, zombie apocalypse, or my perfect world… ill be just as happy in all of them. I am grateful for the opportunity to interact with this universe for what time and space i am allotted to do so!

    I am also very grateful to all of those who are involved with this website and the broader movement!

  3. 1349 says:

    Thanks for the cast-iron discipline you exemplify.

  4. lucy says:

    I am thankful that Vijay Prozak exists!

  5. crow says:

    That’s a nice turkey.
    We have several bands of them, living more or less wild, around here.
    My wife and I pack a milk jug full of chicken-scratch in the car, so to feed them when we see them by the road. We establish distinct relationships with them, and enjoy the interaction. One big male often would leap upon my back and whack me with his wings, while I laughed and made out I was scared by it. No harm done, and good fun for all. He’s long dead, now.
    There are those that shoot them, deliberately run them down, or allow dogs to savage them. Our local band is extinct, but there are others that somehow survive.
    If we could have packed them all into the car, we would have given them a home, with us, our cats, rabbit and raccoons. But explaining anything to turkeys is difficult. They don’t get it.
    On the one hand you have people, and on the other, turkeys.
    Turkeys are better-looking, and far less trouble.

    Ah, yes. This is not about turkeys…
    Gratitude. That’s the simple thing.
    With it, everything looks so much better.
    Without it, everything looks the way everything looks.
    Like a mantra, to be repeated over and over, until it becomes the one repeating it. Not a chore. Not an imposition. More like a prayer. Or a new pair of glasses.

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