Our Shamanic Wedding Ceremony (Part 2)

PART TWO: The Air "God is the Air. The Air is Sacred. The Air is my Breath. My Breath is Sacred." The following reading represents the sacred nature of our words. Commitment Reading of the Pueblo Indian Author Unknown Before we met, you and I were halves unjoined except in the wide rivers of our minds. We were each other's distant shore, the opposite wings of a bird, the other half of a seashell. We did not know the other then, did not know our determination to keep alive the cry of one riverbank to the other. We were apart, yet connected in our ignorance of each other, like two apples sharing a common tree. Remember? I knew you existed long before you understood my desire to join my freedom to yours. Our paths collided long enough for our indecision to be swallowed up by the greater need of love. When you came to me, the sun surged toward the earth and moon escaped from darkness to bless the union of two spirits so alike that the creator had designed them for life's endless circle. Beloved partner, keeper of my heart's odd secrets, clothed in summer blossoms so the icy hand of winter never touches us, I thank your patience. Our joining is like a tree to earth, a cloud to sky, and even more. We are the reason the world can laugh on its battlefields and rise from the ashes of its selfishness to hear me say, in this time, this place, this way -- I loved you best of all. The Fire "God is the Fire. The Fire is Sacred. The Fire is my Spirit. My Spirit is Sacred. I am Sacred ...