Hi everyone! How do you like my little needlepoint lady? She’s dancing like a twirling dervish and do you know why? Because her heart is filled and made buoyant with deep thankfulness! And guess what? Today is Thanksgiving Day here in the United States. A day centered around food, family and giving thanks.
I plan to reflect at length regarding gratitude before the year is over, but right now I must say that when I count my blessings today (as I plan to do sometime before or after wolfing down turkey, stuffing, and pie, lots of pie!) the fact that you take the time to read here is one of those many blessings, and it’s one that makes me as profoundly thankful as this dancing needlepoint lady. (Thank you! ♥)
Often, when I think about true gratitude — the buoyancy of feeling deeply and sincerely thankful — this poem of e.e.cummings, one of my favorite poets, pops into my head. It encapsulates in a simple and gorgeously earnest way the soaring transcendental nature of spirituality and conscious gratefulness. I can’t in good conscience pass up the opportunity to share it with you here:
i thank You God for most this amazing
i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any–lifted from the no
of all nothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
— e.e. cummings
♥
Whether you are one of the millions celebrating this beautiful holiday today or if today is just a plain regular Thursday for you, may you have a most amazing greenly leaping illimitably life and love and great happening blue true dream of sky day!
Thank you so much for reading here! It means the world to me.
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Happy Thanksgiving!
Thank you so much for the beautiful poem, Azita. In 1961 my very young dad walked by E. E. Cummings’ house in Patchin Place, and knocked on his door before realizing what a stupid thing it was to do. Cummings opened the door in a robe and slippers and said of himself : “He is not in, but come back some other day if you want to see him” (he said it in a nice way though).
Happy Thanksgiving!
Oh my gosh, what a cool story! Thank you so much for sharing it Darya joon! (I’ve walked by that same house a few times and from now on I’ll remember your dad’s story!) xx
And thank you for YOU and the beautiful way you see the world and all the beauty you bring into the world.
Awww, shucks, Annie! So happy our paths have crossed! xx
Thank you Azita! Your email and e.e. Cummings poem were my first reads of the day. You gave all your followers such a lovely way to start Thanksgiving morning.
Rose
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Happy Thanksgiving to you too, my friend! Thank you for bringing art and beauty of your self into my life and into this world every day – we need it desperately!
My lovely friend! boos boos & belated thanks for visiting my little ol’ blog. Safa avordi 🙂
What a lovely post and your twirling dervish is just the sweetest thing ever. I’m thankful for YOU and all your wonderful energy – thank you and never stop sharing it! happy thanksgiving, hope you eat lots of yummies today 🙂 xoxo
Belated words that try to communicate gratitude for such a lovely comment and pleasure in getting to meet you. Hope to see much more of you in the future. xo 🙂
This is lovely, Azita, from beginning to end. Have a lovely Happy Thanksgiving Day
Cornelia and Pishi joon: belated thank you and belated wishes for a happy holiday weekend xoxo
Wishing you and your family a Happy Thanksgiving too Azita! I adore your little needlepoint dancer… she looks like she has kind and beautiful spirit, just like you!
Awww, shucks Margot joon! Love azita
A self portrait Azita? e e cummings touches on the fundamentals of good fortune. This is a timely reminder to me to be thankful for what I do have rather than focus on what is beyond my grasp. Thanks you!
Kind of a self portrait! 🙂 Re the poem: it is quite powerful, isn’t it? It is an effective reminder as you say. I’m so happy to count you as one of my dear blogging friends and thank you for visiting and commenting! <3
How sweet & generous of you. What a perfect beautiful way to remind those of us who gets drowned in that blue true dream of sky here & there. This post is so soothing, it is like someone caressing you with love, like a Navazesh, makes me happy from within. Thank you love.
Beautiful poem, beautiful thought, beautiful way to share your big heart.
LOVE your needlepoint.
Happy everyday of life to you.
B/w sleeping & awakening I missed saying how wonderful it is to wake up with such a soft & hopeful پيام / massage. Once again thank you.
Happy everyday of life to you too dear Bizou (L!) joon & thank you for such a sweet comment! xoxoxo
I love your needlepoint lady! Is that you? 😀 Have a happy Thanksgiving weekend, Azita! XOXO
Belated wishes for a happy holiday weekend to you dearest Angie joon! xoxo
I just LOVE it when you call me Angie joon!! ❤️❤️
I LOVE love it that you LOVE it. I MEAN it, Angie joon! xo
Very touching, Azita jan. Thank you, and Happy Thanksgiving Weekend. <3
Aha, one of my all time favorite people! Thankful to know you dear Fae and thanks for visiting. xoxo
What a beautiful poem Azita. love the needlepoint. There is so much to be thankful for and your lovely whirling dervish has the right idea.
Mersi Suzanne joon! Much love!
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This is so beautiful. Thank you for that, Azita. Much peace and joy in this season.