Spiritual Sense or Nonsense? Ritual...
When the Tao is lost, there is goodness.
When goodness is lost, there is morality.
When morality is lost, there is ritual.
Ritual is the husk of true faith, the beginning of chaos.
From Verse 38 of the Tao Te Ching
I like this passage and wanted to focus on ritual, a topic that I’ve never posted on. Ritual hasn’t played a large role in my spirituality.
When I was a young child, every Sunday I received communion at church services. Coming down the aisle with the wafer in my mouth (you weren’t supposed to chew) I’d feel very holy. It felt like my soul was becoming white, an organ that I pictured as maybe ten to twelve inches long and an inch wide with a vertical orientation and standing about halfway between my back and chest. In-between communions it picked up dark spots that were whitened-away every Sunday.
In divinity school I remember seeing a sacrament defined as “a medium of grace.” Symbolic church activities that are official sacraments are thought to be conduits of grace from God to humans. Personally, I’m not convinced that grace reliably flows through bureaucratically established channels.
My most meaningful experiences of ritual occurred in childhood and youth, but weren’t especially religious – unless you could call it the religion of home and family. For example, Christmas was about decorating our tree, the gathering at my grandmother’s, my mom playing Christmas music on the piano there…
But that soon came to an end. By the time I was nineteen my grandparents were dead; my parents owned no property. Before I'd graduated from college all the sacred places had been sold, including the house where I grew up, which was owned by my maternal grandmother’s second husband.
As an adult, my experience of “ritual” probably doesn’t really qualify for that designation. But certainly I did find enjoyment in the repetition involved in the round of activities that were part of my ordinary routine and that brought me a great deal of happiness – things like jogging, meditating, writing, and some of the little tasks surrounding these things like washing my hands fifty times a day.
Anyway, it seems to me – maybe as a “ritually challenged” individual (no... the hand-washing thing was just to see if you were paying attention) – that rituals would work best when connected to corresponding beliefs. So if you believe that the wafer and wine really are the body and blood of Christ, then for you the act of eating and drinking is an act of communion.
What spiritual sense have you made of ritual?
The Copenhagen Ritual
End result...
Each nation developed a list of things they’ve volunteered to do – but the list is non-binding.
The stated goal is to prevent global temperature from rising more than two degree Celsius above pre-industrial levels – but what they’ve got on their to-do lists won’t accomplish this.
So it’s not a real agreement. However, I’ve heard it referred to twice now as a “roadmap to an agreement.” I guess we can file it right next to the “roadmap to peace” in the Mideast.
When goodness is lost, there is morality.
When morality is lost, there is ritual.
Ritual is the husk of true faith, the beginning of chaos.
From Verse 38 of the Tao Te Ching
I like this passage and wanted to focus on ritual, a topic that I’ve never posted on. Ritual hasn’t played a large role in my spirituality.
When I was a young child, every Sunday I received communion at church services. Coming down the aisle with the wafer in my mouth (you weren’t supposed to chew) I’d feel very holy. It felt like my soul was becoming white, an organ that I pictured as maybe ten to twelve inches long and an inch wide with a vertical orientation and standing about halfway between my back and chest. In-between communions it picked up dark spots that were whitened-away every Sunday.
In divinity school I remember seeing a sacrament defined as “a medium of grace.” Symbolic church activities that are official sacraments are thought to be conduits of grace from God to humans. Personally, I’m not convinced that grace reliably flows through bureaucratically established channels.
My most meaningful experiences of ritual occurred in childhood and youth, but weren’t especially religious – unless you could call it the religion of home and family. For example, Christmas was about decorating our tree, the gathering at my grandmother’s, my mom playing Christmas music on the piano there…
But that soon came to an end. By the time I was nineteen my grandparents were dead; my parents owned no property. Before I'd graduated from college all the sacred places had been sold, including the house where I grew up, which was owned by my maternal grandmother’s second husband.
As an adult, my experience of “ritual” probably doesn’t really qualify for that designation. But certainly I did find enjoyment in the repetition involved in the round of activities that were part of my ordinary routine and that brought me a great deal of happiness – things like jogging, meditating, writing, and some of the little tasks surrounding these things like washing my hands fifty times a day.
Anyway, it seems to me – maybe as a “ritually challenged” individual (no... the hand-washing thing was just to see if you were paying attention) – that rituals would work best when connected to corresponding beliefs. So if you believe that the wafer and wine really are the body and blood of Christ, then for you the act of eating and drinking is an act of communion.
What spiritual sense have you made of ritual?
The Copenhagen Ritual
End result...
Each nation developed a list of things they’ve volunteered to do – but the list is non-binding.
The stated goal is to prevent global temperature from rising more than two degree Celsius above pre-industrial levels – but what they’ve got on their to-do lists won’t accomplish this.
So it’s not a real agreement. However, I’ve heard it referred to twice now as a “roadmap to an agreement.” I guess we can file it right next to the “roadmap to peace” in the Mideast.








12 Comments:
can be challenged by insecure spouses who think that the love within the unit is a challenge to theirs.
and.. so you don't have obsessive compulsive disorder..
Eventually I left the church anyway for other reasons maybe. When the Latin Mass was done away with, my grandmother, who was born in 1898 and of a different generation with a different influence, felt like she did not know her church any longer. She missed the Latin Mass and wanted it back. The Latin Mass is returning to some churches today, perhaps because after a long absence it has become something fresh and new.
As I advanced in years , I stopped snubbing my nose at ritual. I have grown to respect ritual and recognize its value not just to the individual but to the culture as well. Ritual is one way of uniting the generations. Every Thanksgiving I make my great-grandmother's turkey dressing for the family. Through the ritual of food I am uniting in this small way my grandchildren to their Great-great-great grandma DuBois.
The other day I witnessed a Muslim man dressed in his Muslim garb facing Mecca and kneeling prostrate in prayer in a parking lot. Don't you suppose the ritual he was performing was able to transport him to that Sacred Place within himself? I do.
Perhaps we need a little bit of this and that in our spiritual life. We need some ritual. We need some freshness.
I have faith .. but I'm not sure how to translate it at the moment .. I hope that in the coming years this will resolve itself - it will I'm sure, as I want it to. I will be looking beyond and out - I have your book and I'm looking forward to reading it.
Faith is 'you' and includes the things that we need to be responsible for in our own lives, we set examples for our children, and for those around us and we need to be open to others' cultures, religions, language, to remember where we have come from over the millennia
I join in with others and help as much as possible - these last three years I spend my time with my mother, or my uncle who sadly left us in October - but as my mother (badly stroked, but able to communicate) said yes he's gone physically, but he's here spiritually ... out of unexpected voices comes the truth! She amazes me and for now I live 'with her' and continue to learn .. expecially to be humble, and appreciate all around us
My thoughts are with you .. I love your description of the organ on your back .. an analogy that can be adapted to others with challenges in their lives ..
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Bless those who can put my ideas into words better than I can. Since my thoughts about faith are now firmly rooted in chaos (a result, I think, of a stern Catholic upbringing), I relegate my rituals to a few family traditions surrounding holidays and family celebrations that do indeed express internal commitments like love, happiness, and giving.
Your comments bring to mind a few areas where comparisons and contrasts could be made:
Ritual and tradition
Imagination and religious experience
Ritualism (maybe “empty ritual”) and ritual
Dumb as it probably sounds, I didn't think of this until someone I cared about died - I started ritualizing the memory of them to help me not forget stuff.
In the spiritual work that I do ritual is encouraged... but it comes from process & need, not from formula.
Ritual is like story-telling for the soul. It is allegory and respect. It calms the mind and allows it to center. We are story, and forget that at our peril.
Last night I dreamed, and in the dream I received the message that people have had "the story cut out of them." I think it's true, and I think it is why we suffer so today.
as for the climate agreement, oh well. I guess it's better than an outright refusal to acknowledge any issue, as we have had for the prior years...
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