ritual.
I feel like each of us engage in micro-rituals every day, whether we recognize them or not. Making morning coffee can be a form of ceremony. The daily commute to work can give us opportunities to disconnect and be present in the world around us. A nightly walk around the block in your neighborhood can be a habitual ritual. Folding towels or washing dishes can even feel like a form of catharsis at times for an overthinking mind. In the desert, a micro-ritual I had upon waking was to examine the ancient chaparral plants, the soil, and the landscape. I would watch the leaves move in the wind, the fuzzy seeds bristling softly in the wall of sound that seemed to surround me like a protective barrier of white noise, and I knew no better ritual than to exist in that moment alive and whole.
I believe rituals do not always have to be religious or widespread. Sometimes, in those tiny—seeming insignificant— moments, we can engage meaningfully in the universe. There is an inherent mythology in repetitive engagement, to make movement in the world. This is a symbiotic relationship between us and the natural world. We create rituals as a means of some sense of control for quantifiable space in any given period of time.
One of the earliest forms of ritual likely had its origins in Totemism. Across cultures as far back as we can realistically fathom, the idea of maintaining some emblematic kinship to the natural world offered a profound mythos for ancient peoples. Rituals are interesting in the sense that often the activities force us to disconnect from the present while connecting to something more infinite.
But when we think about the spaces we inhabit, we begin to solidify connections between liminal and tangible rituals. In essence, our rituals exist somewhere on the periphery between what we have perceived as absolute and the more nebulous existential void of the unknown outliers. The ritual itself is singular in nature, but our view casts a much wider net on the world surrounding us. This is why, for example, brewing tea can become a spiritual connection to the divine— a visual practice that connects art and spirit; sacred and profane. Repetitive processes are less about the tangible articulation of the physical act and more about how they promote mindfulness. This is why often arbitrary, mindless tasks provide some degree of comfort— often inexplicably.
The idea of natural mythology in general is very fascinating to me. The concept that every aspect of our natural world has a structure— creation myths and cyclical paths— Like rituals, we each encounter natural mythologies every day and these inform our lives in surprising ways. Some of those mythologies are so interwoven that they become a part of the tapestry of who we are. This causal perception can be very illuminating as it compels us to hold a more omniscient, detached view of our lives and the lives of those around us. The act of ritual can be simple in nature, but its impacts on our natural mythologies can be lasting. What mythos do we attribute to ourselves? What stories do we tell about our origins, about our pasts, and about our futures?
There is a surprisingly delicate magic in the things that bind us to the world. As a descendant of several tribes of native peoples, I have always felt a strong connection to the land despite my soul feeling like it is partly tethered between water and sky. So small rituals may have much deeper, more genetically-bound meanings. That is partly why I am so drawn to gardening. Feeling my hands within the earth and helping to bring new life into the world, can be such a precious and dynamic process. It is the act of building something out of nothing that drives me as a person. In those moments I feel like the creator of worlds and I want to bring beautiful, positive elements into existence. I rarely ever work with gloves as my hands touch the dark soil, the sands of time and space, and I feel a connection with the infinite this way, too. The older I get, the more I am in tune with how important it is to continue these small rituals of being. At the end of the day, these rituals tell us more about who we are than any changeable habits we may have.