Thanksgiving Toast

I was raised religious (Mormon) and while I do not belong to religion anymore, I do sometimes miss the ritual. I’ve recently gotten into some more pagan practices. Using terms like “magic” or “witchcraft” feel very loaded to me, but I guess that’s what it is. I like to tune into nature, to our senses, to the magic of everyday moments. So, for a Friendsgiving celebration I attended last weekend, I wrote a toast (or a blessing, or a spell) to be said in lieu of a prayer before the meal:

First, let us acknowledge we are on native land from the Bodéwadmiakiwen (Potawatomi), Kiikaapoi (Kickapoo), Myaamia, Očhéthi Šakówiŋ (oh-chey-tee shah-koh-ween), and Peoria tribes (list the native tribes in your area.) With each step we take on this land, we give thanks to those who walked before us and take responsibility to do better going forward.

Next, Let us now look around the table and feel the love and connection with those we are with. With each bite, we give thanks for each other.

Finally, let us raise a glass for those we have not yet met and look forward to what they will teach us. With each sip, we give thanks for what is to come.

Cheers.

1 Comment

  1. It’s great that you do a land acknowledgement — I think we should all be aware of who were the original stewards of where we live and honour their sovereignty.

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