rituals

i keep wondering which way to go. a different direction is completely necessary but what happens when i find yourself lost in a new neighborhood? how do i get out? how do i find my way home?

aha! you don't get out! you make a new home! or fit differently in the one you come back to, in a warm and pleasant way.

there is a canadian tribe of indians who place the shoulder bone of a caribou over a hot fire to find out where next they should hunt. when the bone cracks, they take it off the fire and use it for a map. they may not know exactly where they will end up but their belief in the ritual brings the caribou there. if they went back to the same place where they had success the first time, eventually the herd would be gone.

in this case belief replaces convention, belief is bigger than hope, belief in something important is a means to survival and a way of life.

believing is a good ritual.