September 26, 2010

• The wood for the fire was tucked into the incline of the hill above the fire site. Each of us chose a chunk of thick hardwood and imbued it with our intention for this walk. Prayerfully, we approached the site, and wood was stacked.  The first tier of wood positioned by width, the next by length.   More than one log was placed by us all. Mine were imbued with the subjects of desired transformation. Tapers and balls of newsprint were placed in amongst the wood, to help with ignition. We stood in circle around the wood stacked chest high and three quarters the length of an average person.  We were given a gallon container of vegetable oil to share amongst ourselves, symbol of the false belief of ourselves.  Each person poured from the heart the thing they wished to transform. Mine was the belief that my body was clumsy and unreliable. I'm not sure where the small tongue of flame came from, but soon we were passing the flame to each other, newsprint tapers touched to the oil now alight. The pyre was lit and the Fire Tender left to her task as we made the journey up the hill and back into the yert.

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