Thanksgiving is historically challenging as it reminds us that those who get to tell their story have the opportunity to be heard, regardless of how accurate or honest that story is. I study history. I study people. Our collective story is messy, brutal, and fraught. However, it is also a story of persistence, resilience, and hope.

I acknowledge that we have both the opportunity and responsibility to tell an inclusive, diverse story and to share our gratitude for the journey that has brought us to this place at this time. You may not be feeling particularly grateful being right here, right now as this is the most challenging time that this nation has faced in contemporary history. This is exactly why it is important for us to feel, share and express our gratitude.

Strategic hope is something that you will be hearing me recommend a lot in the coming days, weeks, months, and years. It is something that you and I can do to resist oppression, hate, division, and fear. Think of one thing that you can do today that will make a difference in someone’s life. Donating to a shelter. Preparing a meal at a community center. Calling someone you have lost contact with and letting them know that you care. One thing—one act when strategically carried out can create hope. Make a strategic plan to guard and share your hope for our future.

Persistent joy is another key element of my plan. As a survivor of abuse and one who has lived with intense grief, joy has become a tangible part of my life. I am acutely aware of my need to be open to receiving and experiencing joy. The need to remain open to joy does not put me at risk of experiencing more pain. On the contrary, I persistently seek out joy through surrounding myself with people who make me happy, by doing things that are joyful (walking in nature, preparing a shared meal, dancing to my favorite music). Think about something that brings you joy. Whether it is something that you do all by yourself or with others, put it on your calendar and do it frequently!

Resilient love is my favorite! When I was widowed at 36 I never thought that I would marry again. A dear friend recently said that it is so obvious that Chris (my second husband), loves me deeply. She was glowing when she said it. If I had not been open to giving and receiving love after Gerard died, I could not have the love that I share in my second marriage.

All of these reflections bring me back to gratitude. I am so incredibly grateful for my family. By family I mean those members of my biological family with whom I have a relationship (which is only a portion of the full group) and my fictive kin. Those who I choose as members of my tribe: dear friends who I get to spend holidays with, whose children feel like the grandchildren I will never have, whose love and support and guidance is invaluable to me.

I am also deeply grateful to my colleagues and clients. I have the incredible honor to work with people who are committed to the mission that I have had for years: to make manifest the value of all people. Each of us does this in our own way, through our various fields and professions, but it is the common denominator of those who I choose to collaborate with.
Think about the people in your life who make it richer, who feed your curiosity, encourage your success, support your efforts, and empathize with your struggles. Think about our interdependence and how each of us can bring one dish to the table which is uniquely ours and makes the meal so delicious.

Autumn is winding down here in New York. The multitude of colors ranges from deep brown to pale yellow to brilliant red—I like to call it “Fruit Loops” – represent us. Our deep roots, the majority of our beings, are underground, unseen, while we stretch to show our best and most beautiful selves to each other.

You are beautiful to me. You are hope and joy and love and I am grateful for you.

Onward!

~ Wendy

November 27, 2024
Wendy@InclusionStrategy.com
Inclusion Strategy Solutions LLC