~ Part Eleven~
What was I doing standing in the snow on a cold February night surrounded
by candles? I was in the midst of a ceremony of commitment. It was just
before my birthday and a few days past Candlemas, and it seemed to me
to be an auspicious time to make a commitment. That's why I was standing
in the snow (yes, fully clothed!) with a few friends and lot of candles
while the stars twinkled overhead and the ice in the pond boomed and
creaked.
Commitment is a word of power, for commitment is a path of power. Making
a commitment, and keeping it, is one of the most ancient, most effective,
and most dependable ways to build personal power (which you can then
use for healing, magic, creativity . . .).
When I was first asked to make a commitment on my magical path, I was
scared. I thought of commitment as Life and Death! Monumental! Extravagant!
I viewed commitment as a prison, a punishment, a narrowing of my field
of play. I viewed myself as unworthy of such lofty promises, and unwilling
to be locked up. Since I know my Aquarius self to be very changeable,
I knew I was unlikely to keep a "forever" promises, so why
bother making a commitment at all?
Gradually I began to perceive the truth that my finest teacher -- Nature
-- brought (and constantly brings) to my attention: There is more power
in completing a small commitment than there is in failing at a large
one. Plants that can grow very slowly are able to live in marginal situations
where flashy, fast-growing plants can't manage. The power of the commitment
is not in making a grandiose promise -- not even Nature promises forever
-- but in deciding just how much you are really willing to do -- and
for how long -- and then doing it. Nature chooses not to make leaves
during the winter when food and sunlight are scarce; her commitment
to leaf- making covers only half of each year, when resources are abundant.
I realized I did not have to commit to anything unless I chose it and
that I could also choose the length of my commitment. The most compelling,
life-changing commitments are those that have a time frame, a time limit,
a specific endpoint that invites contemplation, retrospection, and perhaps
recommitment.
The power of the commitment comes from completing the task you set for
yourself, not in doing what others expect of you. The power of the commitment
comes from being true to your aspirations and visions, not from following
the fantasies of a loved one or the culture.
The power of the commitment grows when you maintain it through adversity
and pain, through pleasure and distraction. The power of the commitment
grows when you marry yourself to it, husband it, cherish it. The power
of the commitment grows when you to become its willing student, following
where it leads you. The power of the commitment grows when you yield
to it and let it carry you.
The power of the commitment is in you, day by day, decision by decision,
not in one fireworks display of potency, but in the invisible threads
that weave you into your life, in the spaces in between the in-breath
and the out-breath. In this way, commitment nourishes us, sustains us,
deepens us, expands us.
I needed that power. I needed that sustenance, that expansion. My life
had changed radically as I became an herbalist and a landowner. And
I knew by the trembling in my psyche that more change was on the way.
I envisioned my commitment as a way to create a sacred space within
my self and my life. One where I could safely ride out the changes that
I suspected were waiting for me.
I stood in a circle of candles. I gazed at the circle of my friends,
my magical sisters. I felt the intense sacredness of the place itself
beginning to shift my consciousness. The glaciers that had scoured these
massive stones under my feet made themselves known in frissons of chill
shivers, ripples of energy vibrating my spine. The stillness of the
ancient ocean bottom settled over us, stilling conversation.
We cast our magical circle, there in that vortex of Earth energy. We
called the directions, all seven of them (east, south, west, north,
above/those of the future, below/those of the past, and the center,
the within the within the within). We invited our spirit guides, the
Ancestors, our beloved ones, and all our plant and animal totems to
come and be with us. All the preliminaries were done. We were ready
for the juicy middle: my commitment.
With my heart beating in my throat, I committed myself: "I will
devote the next twenty years of my life (between the ages of forty and
sixty) to the Wise Woman Tradition. I will speak about, write about,
and promote the Wise Woman Way. In whatever ways I am needed, I will
make myself available to introduce and maintain interest in the Wise
Woman Way. I will be the voice of the Wise Woman Tradition."
My words rang in the freezing air like some strange chant from a hidden
valley high in the Himalayas. One by one the candles went out, and the
silence thickened in our ears. Lit only by the glow from the snow, we
released our helpers, bade the directions farewell, and opened the circle.
And then we walked through the dark, single file, down from our high
place, singing a song. For life is often like a walk in the dark, and
singing helps in many ways. It sets a rhythm and tells a story and helps
us get along the road that takes us to our teachers and our next adventures.
Of course I knew my commitment would change my life, but I had no idea
how much, or how quickly. Green Blessings, Susun Weed
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from the inside out. And it helps us to remember that our healing choices
influence not only ourselves but the entire planet.
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August 12, 2016