tribal family

dances of universal peaceI spent today with my tribal family of forty-two years, the spiritual tradition that “grew me up.” How delicious to be with dear, old friends. I love this family. But it felt strange to be participating in practices that I have not done in five years–practices and prayers that this family is still deeply connected to and involved with. I honor the practices–some are ancient, and some are very recent. They stood me in good stead for thirty-seven years; they prepared me in a deep way for the next movement in my life.

Even though I am not moved to do these practices in my daily life, it was precious to stand side by side and take part today. We chanted, we sang, we swayed rhythmically together in the Dances of Universal Peace. I took part in a Universal Worship service, and we sang a beautiful Zikr in Hebrew and Arabic, woven together with love, offering peace to that part of the world where there is so much anguish.

We broke bread together.

If I knew how to unlearn what has moved me away from the practice of this path to simple, native noticing, I would be sorely tempted. The path is filled with a sacred, beautiful longing, and I remember being filled to the brim with that longing. But that yearning has been thoroughly taken away, and I know down to my toe knuckles that it is not coming back.

So I sang prayerfully with my friends for the clear joy of being with them–and at the same time, missed the pure, pointing clarity of the direct path, the non-dual teachings that are my spiritual home today.

© Amrita Skye Blaine, 2013
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2 thoughts on “tribal family

  1. Loved this. Have not this love for my former traditions – they were , apparently, stepping stones on the road out of gross suffering. There they wait for the next seekers to come along. I respect most of them for that, and call to mind that each step on a stone is slightly different from each that came before. It is a drier, more matter of fact relationship.

    I do also miss some things every now and then. The anticipation of what was to come such as ” high levels of practice” ( now vanished ) and the joyful love once experienced during holiday rituals.

    Really, would not trade what appears now for anything from the past, either.

    Some of it was good, though.



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