Marriage, Taking Shape
We were married just over a month ago, when summer ran up against autumn and where the Great Horned Owl* makes its home.
I assume that we were no different than other people on the cusp of marriage in that we spent a fair amount of time considering what it actually means for us:
We, who in many ways, were already married.
We, who have the luxury of marrying for love.
But, arriving at this place, means in part, that we choose simply to navigate life’s mysteries together;
that we are committed to facing the unknown, side by side.
When marriage becomes a palpable thing, I believe that the moments of planning for the ceremony are as valuable as the ceremony itself, for they require that we distill the notion of ourselves as individuals and as part of a couple into words, while also fashioning tools that will help guide us through the journey of marriage.
That distillation process resulted in many gifts for us, but one such outcome was what I wrote for the opening of our ceremony. It was our call to gather, in the name of love:
Science tells us that we are all made of dust from the stars.
We are all made from the same thing.
But, we already have proof of this.
Because our hearts beat like wings,
like branches bending in a steady wind,
like the tumbling and rolling of seaweed
rushing and retreating from shore.
a swarm of bees
humming against my breastbone;
their small bodies
with wild sunshine
and giving rise
to music we know
from a time before our birth.
when we wander into the forest
the boulder turns into bear
and elk song
We’ve watched water
in a luminous creek
slide across stone
and we’ve sensed
how the stone must feel
under that constant
beneath the sky
while birds soar
playing games far above
calling in high,
We know that we share
more expansive than breath;
that blood may bind us
but energy defines us;
we need only listen
for the rumblings and rhythms
from the soil.
We need only press our hands
into the flanks of the ponderosa pine.
We need only search for the flicker
in another’s gaze.
Because our animal wisdom
calls to us
as a great thirst;
but also for acceptance of
for recognition of ourselves
in all other life,
so that we may fulfill our greatest purpose:
* I don’t follow AP or Chicago style when it comes to naming other animals. We all get capitalized!!
**All photos not credited are Danielle Lattuga’s photos. Copyright 2014
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