…Are My Rituals

Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree of Truth.

I can’t stop thinking about the meditation  from last night. The two rituals of healing and love. The extreme detail, right down to the words and the gentle placement of hands and whispers.

Life Coaching TipsThe vividness  of  these  meditations  astonishes  me.

This is all still very new to me.

But these  particular  rituals  I witnessed,  in whatever time frame  and on whatever  plane,  were  probably  the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. I’ve written a few that were close, very special rits, but they were more so for myself (such as aspecting Inanna) or for the community (the Ma- bon Handwashing rit I published several years ago comes to mind)or  the  blood-ritual  wedding  I wrote  and con- ducted earlier this year for two people.

Each of these rituals were different in that it was specific to this man and it was just for him. Even if I fictionalized what I was shown, it would not be the same. These are sacred gifts between him and Spirit, with me there as a guide and honored to be a participant.

But the symbolism!  Such mythic alchemy that these conjure. I’d  deem  them  more  profound  even  than the rituals I witnessed in my own elevations, perhaps because these were given to me directly and not through the filter of an Elder or some other Priestess.

Just…wow.