Many moons ago, the word Ritual personally repelled me.

It felt tied up with my aversion to religion.

And my stubborn nature in “having to do” and totally against my wild desire for spontaneous.

I notice also in the “everyday couple” not seeking a Tantric Way particularly but a  richer depth of connection with their lover, their eyebrows raise at the mention of Ritual or a sudden impulse to leg it out of the room

BUT over the moons … I have softened to this word by feeling it beyond the discomfort of an “idea” and exploring how it changes the quality of that which is being experienced.

We all are habitual earthlings on a daily basis.

The way we get ready in the morning.  How we put our children to bed … warm milk, stories and kisses.

How we spend our evenings.  How we like certain things a certain way.

Ritual is allowing space and carving out dedicated time for something we are sharing with our self or an other.

It ensures we are available to self … and other.

Present. 

Nothing else, not the phone, the shopping, the day we just had … the day yet to come, exists.

This time we devote to, this time of being present changes our the depth of our experience into a quality of feeling met, held, known, heard, honoured. 

It feels richly satisfying as if we the moment nourished our core.

Treasured moments tell those we love, and our self, we matter.

When we are with our lover, our child, or our own body.

Our rituals makes this moment sacred. ❤️