"A ritual is the enactment of a myth"
--Joseph Campbell
I've been working on developing new rituals. Especially as I wake up in the morning. Each day is an act of creation. The beginning of the day is the beginning of the creation. It sets the tone for the act. It sets the intent.
I realized that previously my rituals had been creating a life that I did not desire. I was enacting a myth every morning, a story I believed about myself and my life. This story was just as real as the stories that Christians believe, or that Buddhists believe. The story held up my place in the world, my understanding of who I was and what I was going to create. I believed the story was real. So the manifestations came to seem real as well.
The story was basically that life was painful. That I wasn't up to life. That each day would bring me pain, sorrow, confusion, hurt. The story was that I could not trust myself and I could not trust life. The story was that I would end up alone. The story was that life was not really worth living.
It is a story. No different then believing that I am a fallen man, and that I need to be redeemed by Christ. A Christian wakes up in the morning and enacts that myth. He or she creates that each day in his or her life, and so it is true. A Buddhist wakes up and enacts a different myth, and so that myth is true.
When I realized I was creating the story, I realized that I could change it. I realized that I had the power to create my own story, that I could be the author of my life. That I could create new rituals to define who I was and what I wanted, and what I was going to receive in my life.
So instead of waking up afraid, I began to wake up excited. I began to believe that life supported me. I began to believe that Spirit was walking with me. That I was not alone. That there was nothing in this life that could truly hurt me. That there was nothing in this life that could break me. I began to believe that I was living the life of my dreams. I began to believe in the power of my own voice, in the truth of my own wisdom. I began to believe that I was living a divinely inspired life. That I was living in love.
And so I created a ritual to enact this myth, each morning, and each night. Each day became an offering to my creator, a way of expressing thanks, a way of communing with Spirit. Each moment became a blessing, rather than a curse.
So I ask you, what is your story? What myth are you enacting today? Where do you wake up in your Creation? If we are all divine. If we are all from Spirit, we are all creating life. What does your Creation look like? What does your world look like? Who populates it? Where is the love? What inspires you? What gives you hope and fills you up and makes you want to live at a deeper level?
I hope that you who read these words find the love that you are, and find the life that you desire, that you begin enacting your own myth, the one that fills you up, and enables you to live deeper, more passionately, more fully.
God Bless...
Chitzen Itza
Monday, July 26, 2010
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