Rituals and Habits, A Practice of Life. . . . .

Habits. . .

The thud of the back door
as it swings shut, the sound of keys
clinking to their place on the stairs,
tell me even in my sleep, that you are home.

Small things noted,
giving rise to habits observed,
a sense of ritual to a life filled with them.

We continue rituals,
for without them is lost our practice of life.
We continue  to do those things over and over,
for if we miss once, we may lose us
whom only we know.

And we do not trust ourselves enough
to know when a thing is good.

 

People differ in thought about rituals.  Many, who lean toward independence, prefer the spontaneity of their lives.  For me, whose head wanders worlds uncharted with no clock or linear times to claim my intentions, rituals are necessary to navigate a particular world.  It is good for me to note the changing seasons,  as it is to follow what the inhabitants are doing as the saying goes, in whatever world.

For some, rituals are compulsive and for those, they are an anchor. Habits show customs and rules for where I am.  Rituals begin my day and close it.  And allows my head the freedom to explore what piques my interest without boundaries.   Rituals have helped me be at home where I find myself.  And by adhering to them, I find myself welcomed.   

2 Responses to Rituals and Habits, A Practice of Life. . . . .

  1. marirawulf May 6, 2019 at 8:13 am #

    I like the idea of the rituals being the things of daily life. I know the ritual of feeding our animals and my work keeps me grounded. when I find myself outside of the daily rituals of my home, it’ is my work that keeps me from drifting into nothingness.

  2. Veronica Hallissey May 15, 2019 at 7:07 pm #

    Maria, On the days I need an anchor, I am grateful for rituals. The simplest task requires a presence of mind and that is sufficient. Otherwise, I, too, would drift into the mind’s picture and become part of another scene. Your insight is appreciated.

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