“Ritual cures,” he says as we light our lamps. I pray so.
Sacred practices enliven and heal us–our karma and samskaras, our shadows, our suffering, and those very experiences we wish away. Yes, ritual cures, heals, and gives us the fire to divinely surrender and continue on.
I said to him, “I am getting quite devotional these days.” I am doing the opposite of what’s comfortable–keeping a very specific ritual. And it’s all for her, and turning out to be for ALL of us.
Here we are, our daughter with a genetic condition we cannot give a remedy to that will make it totally disappear, and we can’t re-wind her mutated DNA helix. I often imagine energetically restructuring her DNA helix. The lesson—deep abiding acceptance of LIFE.
We can only do what we can do to help alleviate her potential symptoms, and give her a healing diet, supplements, appropriate doctor’s appointments, lots of love, support, and care that may help her condition. Miracles are the only grace that will make her condition completely disappear. I believe in miracles.
What do we do?
You invite ritual. You grow deeper into practice. You connect. You go into that which makes you completely uncomfortable–the unknown. You turn your life into the most sacred ritual. Life is a miracle after all.
Ritual is keeping me sane, grounded, connected. It may not “cure” my daughter but it may. Miracles come in different varieties.
I think I’ll write the story where miracles happen!
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