Burning Ritual/ ceremony

Burning ritual/ ceremony

We took old taxes, love letters and personal papers to the local beach. We sought out wet logs, and large pebbles to create a fire pit. working with found materials and the earths natural fuel. We lit sage, and smudged each other, and called the directions, we thanked the great Spirit for our lives and blessings and the lessons we have had, and asked for help to release the past. We banished worry, and invoked prosperity and self worth, We asked for help finding employment and not loosing my car because I cannot afford the payments and insurance. We jumped over the flames, laughed at the birds and the wind and the waves. Sang songs and drank peppermint hot chocolate. By the time we left we felt strong, and grounded and clear, and calm and very thankful and forgiving. It was a beautiful day. We thanked the Spirit and the directions, and the elements. We vowed to do this much more often. We went home and as we plunged back into the mundane world of errands and others we felt overexposed, to vulnerable to their harsh inconsideration. By the time we'd had dinner with some well meaning friends and made it home we both felt sick to our stomachs from swallowing their careless, condemning words and judgments along with our dinner. We had to eat something in the safety of our own cocoon just to try and erase some of the damage. We cried inside at the lack of ceremony, and sensitivity in even our closest friends because they like us live in a culture that worships consumerism and the dollar, instead of openly honoring what is truly sacred and beautiful, and makes the world a better place to BE ones true self. We realized that even if other people are brusk with it or shoot us down we must continue to practice being real, being vulnerable, being authentic as often as we can. Living in the moment and releasing the past whether its a moment ago, an hour ago, or the treasured wounds of our childhoods. We have to do the best we can regardless of how its received or perceived. This is the only way to feed the Soul and keep it alive, and living through poverty makes you realize what it is that is truly valuable.