'Tis the Season

We're now entering into a season where there's is an unmistakable late fall chill in the air, some trees are now bare, and the ground is covered with a carpet of wet leaves.


I'm wearing a coat, socks, boots and gloves, but not a hat and scarf yet.

And Penny and Uma at work are wearing fleece hoodies.

Thanksgiving, my second favorite holiday, is next week. Growing up in Michigan we often had a blanket of heavy snow and slippery roads for family Thanksgiving gatherings, and I've celebrated Thanksgivings in California and Florida with sunshine, balmy temperatures and pre dinner cocktails outside. My sister and family often celebrate in the Bahamas, passing turkey and appetizers between boats tied up together, and I'm traveling to Philadelphia next week to celebrate with old and new friends.

In different locations, in different climates, and with different faces, the spirit of the season we're entering in remains the same: A certain shift, softening and melting of the rational world occurs. Amidst the warmth of family and friends, a subtle change in focus happens. You're able to see with your heart, not just your head. Childlike wonder and belief happen in the most 'adult' and rational, and you're able to actually see and be awed by the magic and miracles that happen every day life.

Our 16th President Abraham Lincoln, and creator of this national holiday, said, "To believe in the things you can see and touch is no belief at all, but to believe in the unseen is a triumph and a blessing."

And in all things, give thanks.