So the question of service, and what one serves, and it’s kind of funny, because one of my grandmother Berta B.’s favorite lines was “life is service”, and the question arose during an interview two guys discussing what it was they, or one of the things, I suspect none of us serves just one thing, heck, if you’re a parent, you probably serve your family, but what Big Thing it was they were in service to.
Dylan’s song came up in the Facebook thread that ensued. Love me some Dylan.
But lots and lots and lots of folks are into self service, not as in at the gas station or check out or whatever, but in terms of the whys for the whats of the dos, or does, if it’s just one self serving person, and that’s fine, as long as somebody else isn’t doing the serving against his or her will, however many services removed.
So am I, in lots of ways, into self service, at least in terms on not expecting someone else to wait on me, but in terms of the actions and motivations and such in my life, they aren’t in service to me, other than eating and not freezing but certainly not popularity contests and such, or desire for personal wealth or whatever, no, it's something so much Bigger than me.
Warm, fed, don’t mind working to get there, pretty much happy, easy, in terms of my most basic needs.
I pretty specifically defined it once upon a time, what I was in service to, it was ritual, I was asking something of the nebulous Higher Power, which at the time happened to be personified or I guess materialized in my little ritual by The Sun, Good Old Sol (GOS?), Androgynous, and I had that Salutation to Sol down pat at that point (as of now, that first rise into Warrior usually ruins the back) and I did one, a ritual, maybe a dozen sun salutes, who knows maybe it was three, on the winter solstice, actually I did them every quarter, well, seasonally, for a long time, did yoga every day for a long time, until the back went, I always remember the dates now, the seasonal ones, I contemplate, but the back, and so of course the ritual I created had to offer up something in sacrifice, or a definition of what I wanted to be in service to, and what I came up with was Goodness and Light, what I wanted to serve, what I was asking for, really, was to be in service.
Well, it’s kind of dawning on me that maybe what I sacrificed was alcohol, or gave up, but really, it's not worth sacrifice, that was what I was asking of the higher power, to give it up, just for a year, specifically, and I went like, almost three, no problem, but the what I wanted was to be in service to goodness and light. That bigger than me higher power.
And they seemed like kind of the same thing to me, Goodness and Light, what with Sol up there shining and the visible spectrum spread out hither and yon whenever that EM radiation came on in, which was often enough. And really, I’d always been a sun worshipper, and everybody or every kid in a tenth grade science class knew, once upon a time, that Sol was the god that gave life to earth, at least mechanistically, and heck, its warmth is always pretty much down right lovely, unless one is in the low desert in summertime, when only the most fool hearty sun worshippers, like me, expose themselves, lovely or not, and still, there’s something to it.
Hotness I guess. A kind of Radiant Energy, for sure.
Anyway, what one guy said he and his partner were in service to was to eliminate suffering in the world, and the other guy said the future, or the More Beautiful World He Knows is Possible, and really, in my world, that would include goodness, there is such a thing, I'm sure of it, and light, not to mention environmental regeneration and peace on earth and liberty and justice for all.
Gosh, that sounds familiar. WTF happened??? Were ideas like Peace On Earth and Goodwill Towards Others and Liberty and Justice For All all just a fiction? A myth?
But what is really kind of funny is that I wasn’t really thinking about Energy Balance or Photobiology or Quantum Mechanics during my little ritual, and I am fairly well verse in energy balance, and photons, and electrons, same difference, at least more so than the average bear, even if not nearly so much as some folks, just the very basic simple QM explanations, but in the time since I, well, I guess I incanted my statements and intentions and did the naked sunrise yoga and started drinking the Ayahuasca and wandering around (well, I crouched for a while down in the basement, doing the drums, but that was intermittent) and reading stuff here and there and listening to stories and such, Sol as god is okay, (really, god is so much bigger than sol, but I like practical scales, this is the material world in which we’re living, mostly) and the EM spectrum as a super big, um manifestation or materialization I guess, that verb/noun thing, all is action, of Our Godliness, well, that works out well, too.
And not just our Godliness, of course, you arrogant Human, you silly meat puppet, Rock is simply a slower motion version you. Water and Wind, well, those entities are Pretty Powerful, at least when driven by Sol.
Maybe I’ll add motion. Goodness and Light and Motion. Or maybe motion manifest as goodness, that works. Great feng shui in this place.