Thanksgiving feels less commercialized than other holidays to me, a feeling that enhances this holiday as does the paradox of the approaching winter: typically viewed as a dark season, the winter solstice actually brings us more daylight, assuming your in a particular part of the world of course. In the Pacific Northwest, we usually don't see much of winter's daylight due to cloud cover and the fact that many of us leave our offices to meet a darkened sky (after setting the clocks back for D.S.T.).
This Thanksgiving, as the damp and dreary winter sets in, the outer rituals of lighting a beeswax candle and the warmth of a fire in the hearth will illuminate my inner life, allowing me to explore the soul's darker corners. It's necessary work, and it helps us face the paradox of spring and summer, when color and scent return to the soil and we frolic under sunny skies. These are "lighter" months, often less overtly introspective for me, even though, after the summer solstice, our nights grow longer, the days of summer shorter.
Thus Thanksgiving becomes a time for me to light a torch in order to explore the cavernous labyrinth of my soul, exposing demons and eventually, the gods be willing, casting them out through the rites of spring to watch them wither under the summer sun.
Paradox is powerful and poetic indeed. I give thanks for the thoughts shared in this forum. May your holidays be "holy", a time of sacred healing.
Rob