Dear Brothers and Sisters in Zen Boozeism,
What could Thanksgiving, a holiday dedicated eating too much and genocide, possibly have to do with have to do with the practice of Alchemy, as it applies to the Way of the Path of the Booze Wizard?
I’ve been thinking about that myself all month and can’t say I’ve much to show for my pondering. That doesn’t mean there aren’t any Alchemical underpinnings to Thanksgiving, just that they are rather obscured- occulted even.
As we know, Alchemy is the practice of turning something into a better version of itself. As Booze Wizards, we use the gift of drunkenness to access our unconscious minds and weed out our spiritual and emotional bullshit. Theoretically becoming better versions of ourselves in the process.
As we also, most assuredly know, Thanksgiving is a holiday. One where celebrants gather together (usually in family units) and eat turkey, often while drinking too much. Then come the pies. Those delicious pies. Pies aside, this holiday, like most of them, serves as a culturally sanctioned excuse to drink a bit more than one should. Not that a Booze Wizard needs a culturally sanctioned, or any other kind of, excuse to drink.
As we may have mentioned, Thanksgiving is a time for family, that is to say, a time where you’ll be in a room filled with the people who made you, the people who made them, and maybe the people who made them, depending. There’s also usually brothers and sisters, aunts with and without uncles, and cousins. Any Booze Wizard worth their salt can see the value of getting to study the roots and variations of the genetic material what spawned them close up. To do so through the socially sanctified lens of Thanksgiving, drinking can lead to some pretty useful insights if one is able to pay attention and can avoid the siren’s song of the inexperienced drinker. Every family has at last one person that shouldn’t drink in public. Sadly, family doesn’t count as public.
A Word of Warning
The Thanksgiving table is a stereotypical setting for the amateur booze enthusiast to enjoy drinking in a wrong and incorrect manner all night long while being oblivious to the horrified reactions of their friends and relatives. A Booze Wizard should refrain from engaging in the unavoidable political and/or religious drunken rants given by those inexperienced in the ways of imbibement, which is admittedly easier said than done. That shouldn’t be a surprise, though.
So whether you’re having dinner with the family, staying home and eating cranberry sauce out of the can alone, or going to Denny’s, set aside some time to ponder the alchemical underpinnings of Thanksgiving and let me know what you come up with, my well is running a little dry on this one. Thankfully, my bottle is full.
Alchemist of the Blues.
B. F. Smith (photo unavailable), also known as “The Alchemist of the Blues”, is a time traveling Bluesman/Alchemist and founder of “Zen Boozism- The Path of the Booze Wizard.” When he’s not investigating chrono-anomalies or having the blues, he runs a mail order mystery school which mails out mysteries to those enrolled and then schools them.