Thanksgiving weekend got me thinking about the balance of joys and sorrows that we experience. It is a great joy to take my sister-in-law annually to State College, PA for a Thanksgiving visit with her son (my nephew) and family. This year they decorated for Christmas early, and I was captivated by the dozens of holiday photos of their two children. It brought me such joy, I took photos of them hoping I’d be inspired to share in a newsletter blog. The theme of joy is also on my mind as I prepare a Unity Center church talk for this Sunday on joy in recognition of December 7 National Joy Day. Make it a point to treat yourself to joy and spread joy!

Yet life is full of contrasts, and sorrow is a reality. Another Thanksgiving tradition of mine is to acknowledge the realities of our complex history with the Indigenous people of this land. Usually I do so with a monetary contribution and lately also with a resolve to learn more about our shared history. 

This year, I watched the stunning 2024 National Geographic award-winning documentary, Sugarcane. It illuminates a community breaking cycles of generational trauma during an investigation into abuse and missing children at a nearby Indian Residential School run by the Catholic church. Although set in Canada, there have been 526 of these boarding schools identified in the United States established by the government and Christian churches in the 18th and 19th centuries. The history and purpose was to wipe out Indigenous culture and assimilate children into the dominate white culture, dramatically noted by Richard Henry Pratt founder of the Carlisle (PA) Indian Industrial School: “Kill the Indian in him and save the man.”

So you are not left in darkness, I offer some balance through one of my favorite poems by 14th century Persian poet Hafiz that encourages joy despite sorrow.

The Sacred Dance for Life by Hafiz

I sometimes forget that

I was created for joy

My mind is too busy

My heart is too heavy

Heavy for me to remember

that I have been

called to dance

the sacred dance for life

I was created to smile

to love

to be lifted up

and lift others up

O sacred one

Untangle my feet

from all that ensnares

Free my soul

That we might

Dance

and that our dancing

might be contagious.

Reflection: How might you lift others up in your career and in your life?

This autumn has caused me to reflect about the natural cycle of endings and beginnings. Around the time a close friend died, my neighbor had her baby and I attended my granddaughter‘s baby shower. What endings and beginnings are you experiencing? What are those that simply happened and those that you can or did create?

Perhaps you or someone you know are contemplating whether to end a job and look for a new one? Perhaps you’re contemplating retirement? Or thinking about what activities to bring into your life for more meaning? Decisions and new beginnings involve risk. It’s often easier to stay with what’s comfortable even if it’s not satisfying. Yet life is short. Time ticks away.

As we move into a season of gratitude and winter celebrations, appreciate what you have and look toward greater joy.

I’m happy to help as needed with career counseling. And no matter what your stage or age, poet Mary Oliver offers this reflective challenge:

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” Mary Oliver, The Summer Day