I just watched three hours of PBS. It was a very interesting series about a man retracing the locations found in the first five books of the Bible. What started to him as a historical/research trip became a spiritual journey full of revelations about God, the desert, and the reality that is the Bible. It was beautiful.

In the middle somewhere, there was a commercial for Sesame Street. Big Bird goes into a child’s house, grabs the little girl’s hand, and leads her out. They go to lots of different places- the desert, the Berlin Wall being taken down, and to the ballet. Big Bird and the girl are standing towards the back of the stage “silly dancing” (can you picture it?) while the professional ballerinas are performing towards the front.

I found myself laughing a little and I literally said in my head, “That is so like Big Bird.” And I wished I was there with him.

With Thanksgiving being tomorrow, I usually make a list of things/people/ places/moments that I am thankful for. [For everyone’s sake, I’ll save that for my journal.]

Making the list this year, albeit near the bottom, is this:

I am thankful that I am still friends with Big Bird after all these years.

And I’m thankful for the reminder that most of the time it is totally acceptable to silly dance while everyone else is doing ballet. That’s very me.

Happy Thanksgiving.