My Pilgrimage

Yesterday was Thanksgiving and I had to explain to a local the meaning and origins of the holiday. It’s only important in American history, not Filipino history and it was interesting to explain a non religious holiday to someone not American. As I typed out my explanation, it’s the first time I could recall having to explain the holiday. Later that day, the similarities between those original foreign settlers and myself began to coalesce.

In order to gain more clarity, it’s important to understand the definitions of a few words, in common usage, but quite often misunderstood. A pilgrim is a person who journeys to a sacred place for religious reasons. Historical texts abound about the reasons people left Europe for the Americas. But the interesting thing is the word sacred in the definition. Sacred is defined as connected to God or dedicated to a religious purpose. Without going too far astray about the American pilgrims, I’ll stick with myself and my journey.

When I discovered my purpose, I knew it was “connected with God.” Similar to the Pilgrims, my journey led me on a journey. First Brazil, then back to America, then the Philippines. As I’ve walked this path, my sojourn has been made less challenging at times, by the kindness, compassion, and consideration of those already living in the lands I’ve journeyed to. Each individual assisting on my journey has helped and my journey progressed a bit more. Whether these people were indigenious to the lands I’ve traveled or expats like myself, each rendered aid in their particular fashion. As a result, I’ve survived, much like those ancient immigrants often dubbed pilgrims to North America so many centuries ago.

Today, Friday, November 25, 2022, I am grateful that:

I get to stay the course a bit longer. Without the assistance of others, my journey would have ended long ago. I’m sure this can be said for everyone, but I’ve got so many people to thank, I couldn’t possibly denote them all without glaring omissions.

I’ve got another writing assignment. Yesterday it came through and I’m happy for the work. It’s below my rate on another platform, but it’s money. I need more of it than I have, so a lower rate is better than no rate at all.

Herb and I got a chance to speak, as usual. Interestingly enough, he ended our call thanking me for our friendship. I’m happy he did and I reciprocated. I’m glad we’re acknowledging each other and the benefits we both receive, but it did catch me off guard. I’m not sure if it was because it was Thanksgiving or if something else is amiss. Only time will tell.

Can you name five people who’ve assisted you on your journey?

Do that now.

Call them and express your gratitude for their assistance. Not a text, not an email or mess through social media. Pick up the phone and call them. The power of your voice carries an immeasurable weight you will probably never comprehend.

Be Great. Be Grateful!!!