Back to Nature (Published on TBNWeekly.com - Nov. 4, 2005)
Take time for all lifes smallest rituals
Come with me and dance under the light of the moon. Take the hand of a child and
walk to the edge of the sea. Did you see the moon this week? Oh my. Greet the
morning with your eyes wide open and then close them to drink the suns warmth
upon your lips. Hold your fingers tight around your cup of coffee letting it warm
your hands and remember how the warmth of love feels. Take a deep breath. Take time
for all lifes smallest rituals. Its these smallest rituals that life is
worth living for. Its these smallest traditions that wars are fought
|Photo by Rick Tremmel
|Pumpkins are a traditional
symbol of harvest celebration.
Will you lie upon your death bed and pine for the little red dress you were unable
to purchase or those glass knobs that were so perfect for those kitchen cupboards?
What in life is really important? Of what are battles made, fought, won, gained and
children lost? It seems the smallest rituals we hold so dear and are willing to
defend and sacrifice all life for are the very same ritual celebrations we
overlook, dont make time for, or simply forget. Where do we draw the lines in
My dear mother spent her happiest hours in her garden. It was her muse, her joy,
her religion. It was where she spoke with Creator. It was where she fell upon her
knees in reverence, just to hold a handful of moist soil and imagine the life it
held. She believed in this, but in the moment that she realized life was escaping
her, she turned her eyes away from her garden.
I dont want it to remember me this way.
What a statement. Her garden had become such a part of her celebrations in life,
she realized that she was a part of it. She didnt want that beautiful garden
of lilies, peppers, tomatoes and wild asparagus to remember her except with hope
Life is a celebration, she was often heard saying.
At this time of the year, religion and tradition bring out opposing theories on
which holidays should be celebrated or whether to banish all holidays so as not to
offend any one group. When I raised my children this same issue came up in the
schools concerning celebrations. One group felt it was sacrilegious to celebrate
Halloween. Another group felt it was offensive to celebrate Christmas. Another
group dug in their heels: What in the world is Kwanza? Why should my children
have to celebrate something they have never even heard of?
The communitys final response and decision was to celebrate all traditions
and holidays. Wrap lesson plans around the traditions of all peoples. Integrate
science, math, reading, writing, history, language and the arts by utilizing the
literature, history, inventions, technology, folktales and myths of all cultures.
Their decision was based on the open minded theory that life is an opportunity of a
myriad of little joys.
Most holidays are in their very essence nature based: the coming of winter,
planting time or the end of summer and harvest, the longest day, the longest night,
equal daylight and nighttime, springtime, new years, mid-winter and so on.
Civilizations have created ritual celebrations around these naturally occurring
Why not make room in our lives for all lifes festivities?
So dance barefoot in the dusty soil. Bring your boots and I will wear my
moccasins. Light eight candles in remembrance and Ill light my sage. Walk
with the saints while remembering healing and joy. Burn your incense, send up your
prayers and Ill make a tobacco prayer tie and hang it in a memorial tree.
Bake a batch of pumpkin cookies and put fresh seeds out for the birds. Wear your
skirts of calico and I in soft leather. Work together as a team for a common
Take time for all lifes smallest rituals. It is these rituals in life that
are worth living for, back to nature.
Karen can be reached at MyMuddyPawsStudio@gmail.com.