On this Thanksgiving day here in Osterville on Cape Cod, I wish you and yours Joy, Peace and Love. I cannot begin to count all of the things that I am thankful for, but I’ll give it the old college try…I am thankful for my health, for my family, for my friends, for my Maine Coon cats, for my black lab, for my bike, for my car, for my fish tank, for my home, for my music, for my writing, for my photography, for New England, for Cape Cod, for the Islands, for my inspirations, and for my grandmother. My grandmother was 104 years young when she passed this September, and if it were not for her I would not have made it. I am thankful to her for giving me the courage to go on, to live my life again, after a near death experience that happened to me in 2003. As I was lost in a true fog bank, it was the simple act of writing to her in California where she lived with “the little sisters of the poor” in San Pedro that began the long road home to a recovered state of mind, body and spirit. It was much more than writing a letter. It was reconnecting with the source of all, LOVE, propelling me back into the career that I wanted all along, to be a writer. As my confidence grew with each passing letter back and forth across this great land that we live in, I began to write my first book, “Fog Happened–Nantucket”, and writing it freed me to be who I really am–a simple man who loves his family, country, world and God. I just wanted to be. Her love, given unconditionally via the written word, gave me the freedom to begin to feel gratitude again, to live life on the field, as opposed to the sidelines, and eventually give that love back to the people who are still here–namely my family on Cape Cod, my family in Connecticut, my family in California, my family in Wyoming, my family in Idaho, my family in New York, and a real deep realization of the family that we ALL share–every brother and sister who walks the earth…that is why I write this “blog” every day, to recognize that fact for myself, for the more I embrace that reality, the closer I feel to God. In this day and age of broken dreams, sadness and war, I have found that it is still a beautiful world. If I just take the “time” to slow down long enough, looking out onto the awesome beauty of Nantucket Sound, at Dowses Beach here in Osterville, I am transported to a place away from the things of man and am ever reminded that I should never, ever take this for granted…Sending you some sun and sand from the Cape! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving! Peace~ M
November 26, 2009
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