This year Thanksgiving Day is morphing even more quickly into Black Friday madness. No longer content to wait until Friday actually begins, stores are opening on Thanksgiving evening, inviting hopeful bargain hunters to begin camping out before lunch. In the face of this frenzy, I offer the words of Rabindranath Tagore, Hindu poet and author.
To be able to love material things, to clothe them with tender grace, and yet not be attached to them, this is a great service. Providence expects that we should make this world our own, and not live in it as though it was a rented tenement. We can only make it our own through some service, and that service is to lend it love and beauty from our souls. Your own experience shows you the difference between the beautiful, the tender and the hospitable, and the mechanically neat and monotonously useful. Gross utility kills beauty. We now have all over the world huge productions of things, huge organizations, huge administrations of empire-all obstructing the path of life. --A Tagore Reader, ed. A. Chakravarty
Wishing you a blessed and beautiful Thanksgiving.