There's a reason we have two hands from a metaphorical perspective - they remind us every moment that we can only give to others as much as we've made room to receive.
In a society where giving is valued more than receiving, it's hard for a lot of us to receive the simplest gestures of kindness without automatically reciprocating, robbing us of the chance to savor the deeply filling feeling of receiving wholly.
When did the world decide to spin so quickly as to deny us this chance to live fully? In a state of constantly giving, we draw from fumes in a way that serves no one, including our souls.
In a state of natual homeostasis, we end up giving less and less because we have less while depriving ourselves to open and receive the beauty in each moment.
This Thanksgiving, make moments to receive.
Receive each moment of the sun rays in the morning, reminding you that you're worthy of one more day, receive the miniature magnifying glass of the dew drops on the grass, allowing us to see how our immediate world of friends and family make up the larger global world, and receive the passing stranger's sweet smile...all these gifts that remind you that you are seen and part of this beautiful world.
Receiving in a way of knowing you are deserving of love also removes any undercurrent of obligation in giving. Receive purely so what you share with the world is in the same pure current.
When there is space for these moments to receive, you make room to receive the most filling of your essence which is, in my opinion, your soft soul's whispers of how loved you are infinitely.
You receive this love in one hand so that what you can give freely from the other.
First and last, know how infinitely you are loved, one hand to the other.
Then, you can give thanks for what you've received.