Wednesday, August 29, 2007

The Ritual of Truth and Remembrance

Get three charmed witches and a whitelighter together under a dark, pregnant sky and you have for yourself a most potent recipe for enlightenment.

Tonight the coven gathered in the middle of an almost deserted parking lot and gave birth to a most powerful ritual, one that transcended time and space and elevated the Charmed Ones to a higher level of self-discovery, self-understanding, and self-appreciation - the Ritual of Truth and Remembrance.

It was unplanned, and began with simple but probing questions casually thrown at each other by the four beings as they walked to their cars. When they got there, they could not immediately board their vehicles. A mysterious force kept them glued to where they stood. The spot had been chosen for them and they knew what they had been called that night to do.

The Charmed Ones and the whitelighter took their places. The fires were lit. And the ritual began. The four beings connected, and immediately, images from the past flashed before their eyes. Details of long-forgotten events came to fore. Insights that were never realized materialized all at once. Pieces of long-standing puzzles came together and formed clearer and more accurate pictures of the past. Light came forth and the riddles of each one's present were suddenly unlocked.

One found the key to chances and choice. Another found higher purpose. One found solace in being alone. And another found the light of self-awareness.

The witches and the whitelighter each threw in their personal share of honesty and openness into the cauldron of night, and brewed a potent potion of truth from remembrance. In minutes, the potion was reduced, and the rain fell and blessed it.

The four beings parted and took with them their fair portions of enlightenment. The night had given birth, and each was now more aware of himself and of others. Each was now more empowered by the fusion of collective energies. Each was now more bound to each other by their new ritual, the ritual that transcends time and space, the ritual that elevates to higher levels of self-awareness - the Ritual of Truth and Remembrance.

5 comments:

  1. i so like that... Ritual of Truth and Remembrance... (sidelight: sakit sa mata...hrap ng sore eyes pala.. hahaha!)

    may the gods look upon us through the journey... and in knowing thy self, may the bonds of friendships grow stronger that it too will transcend time and space... kahit magbago man ang estado natin sa buhay... (was going to use a different term sana... kaya lang baka mamisinterpret...wahahaha! gets?)

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  2. hmmm.. pahabol.... 'bonds of friendship'... hehehe! puro kasi tayo writer eh...

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  3. i love this entry....my fave, so far!

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  4. thanks prue and piper. something magical happened that night. we were all just so open to each other and connected very easily. buti na lang it's positive energies that spread and not the bacteria... hahaha... can't wait for the next RTR (ritual).

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  5. yeah i agree piper! need i say more?

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The Chronicler's Creed

Where there's water and sun, where there are friends to see or new people to meet, where there's something new to learn, experience, or do, where there's life, there I will be.

LA POESÍA

Y fue a esa edad... Llegó la poesía
a buscarme. No sé, no sé de dónde
salió, de invierno o río.
No sé cómo ni cuándo,
no, no eran voces, no eran
palabras, ni silencio,
pero desde una calle me llamaba,
desde las ramas de la noche,
de pronto entre los otros,
entre fuegos violentos
o regresando solo,
allí estaba sin rostro
y me tocaba.

And it was at that age... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I do not know, I do not know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I do not know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

- An excerpt from LA POESÍA (Poetry) by Pablo Neruda