An
Ancient Tradition
by Allen
Butcher
The word had been spread among
the people. Many of us could feel the energy stirring within
ourselves, and when we happen to meet on the paths or in our common
buildings, that energy could be felt to leap as a spirit from one
person to another, commingling, uniting now into something greater
and more beautiful than any part alone. With each conversation, each
caress of eye contact, the feeling was shared; it's time that we met
in ceremony.
As a community we are
collectively aware of our chosen lifestyle as reflecting the
lifestyle of our ancestors. It is a village feeling, our own
tribal ethos building here as we share our evening meal in our
dining hall, as we share the joy and responsibility in caring for
the children of the community, and even as we take leave of one from
another, dispersing to our private concerns. We are a people
of the earth, a people of the moon and of the stars who know that by
our wish we can see the power in our desire and intention create the
world of our choice.
As twilight fell, the many stars
and our smaller number of people came out together, and our slow and
careful streaming through the fields and down the path to the river
was mirrored in the streaming of the stars along the Milky Way,
across the sky and down to the horizon. The fireflies in the
river field were as beacons, flashing light in the darkness, leading
to the wooded hillside where the ceremonial fire was visible,
flickering its light between the shadows of tree and of human
silhouette.
Our soft tone of voice and
careful movements around the fire reflected our respect and
reverence for the tradition we were living. As spiritual
beings we are more than our physical forms, we are part of the whole
of the universe. We are tree and flower, bird and fish.
We are the flowing of river, and blowing of wind. We are the
crackle of fire and the silence of darkness; and in this knowing,
our actions and lifestyle begin to affirm our feeling of
connectedness to the natural world.
This ceremony is both a
celebration of our place as the crown of creation, and a ritual
observance of our comparative insignificance in the universe.
At the same time, we recognize our community and our smaller
gathering around the fire as being symbolic of the circle of life
and of all of the cycles in the universe. We are the world; we
are the universe.
Quietly, with clothing lain
aside, our circle slowly files into the sweat lodge, each blessing
our relations to all the families of life and of non-living forms.
Within we converse in hushed voices until the stones from the fire
are brought in through a special opening in the lodge. The red
glowing stones, piled together in the center, faintly illuminate the
faces of the people, each now sampling, then savoring the sweet
aroma of sage sprinkled upon the stones, the incense serving as a
cleansing agent, dispelling all negative and ill-seeking spirits.
When the water is sprinkled upon the stones our spirits rise in the
same manner as the steam, over and around us, building upon itself.
Around the circle each person shares in ceremonial sincerity that
which is most important to them in their life: our thoughts,
beliefs, feelings, emotions.
More water, more heat and steam,
greater passion and emotion, rising, swirling, expanding! Some
of us crouch closer to the ground to escape the worst of the almost
unbearable heat. Now, in the darkness one of us calls for
spirit yells, beginning low and rising, louder and with greater
force, each person gives voice to the purifying process of the steam
heat upon our physical bodies, and of the spiritual cleansing within
our minds and hearts. Wildly expressing the depth of our
feeling and being we are as close as a people can be to the
ancestral tribal heritage that this ceremony evokes. As the
stones cool, so also does our energy. We emerge, again
blessing all of our relations, some of us to lie upon the bare
ground, feeling its coolness, others diving into the river, then
together we reenter the sweat lodge.
Four sessions we experience in
the sweat. Sharing first our prayers for ourselves, each
other, our families, our fellow community members, and for all of
the peoples of the Earth. During the second session we share
our prayers for all of the other animals with whom we share this
planet. In the third session we pray for the plants which channel
energy from the sun, and the gases of the air and the minerals from
the earth, many species of which we use to support our existence.
Finally, in the fourth sweat we share our blessings for the rocks
and water that comprise our planet itself, and for all the celestial
bodies of the universe. Suffering and sharing together in this
ceremonial ritual we are one with our ancestors, with each other,
and with the world around us.
Now with the rising sun shining
through the trees, we walk in line along the path through the valley
mist, up through the fields and to the awakening community; some to
postpone sleep to engage in the morning activities of this culture
we are creating. Combining elements of our modern world with
aspects of the ancient traditions, we are living the life of our
collective choice.
Afterword:
This sweat lodge ceremony took
place the night of August 16, 1987, the eve of the Harmonic
Convergence, by a small group of us at Twin Oaks Community.
Our observance of this date was in recognition of its prophetic
significance to the Mayan and Aztec calendar systems, which measure
different cycles of time, both ending on that date. The
Mayan Quetzalkoatl prophesied that a time of peace would follow, and
either by coincidence or by fate, the Cold War ended soon after.
According to the Aztec calendar
and its Sixth Sun Cycle, the Sun of Spiritual Consciousness, we are
now in the midst of a 25 year transition period or "return
movement," to end in the year 2012 AD. Various people
suggest that the significant events of this date may be yet another
expectation of the second advent of Jesus Christ, the dawning of a
solar age, the establishment of a cosmic consciousness via a
"mental re-polarization" among humanity, and the entrance
of humanity into the galactic civilization. What ever happens,
it will be another good time to meet in ceremony.
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