I once organized a weekend dance retreat where we had over 80 students
of all ages participate in workshops designed for sacred movement. The
talks and demonstrations which were presented by three local dance
teachers covered topics such as suitable clothing; working with sacred
props, dancing with candles and water; dancing the seasons; working the
Sacred Space; and a several other topics. The whole retreat culminated
with this service.
This is a flexible service which you can
break up into small components for smaller gatherings. You can have the
attendees assume the positions, you may have actors assume the
positions, have dancers choreograph a short routine for each of the
sections. Your imagination is your only limitation.
Are you
ever restless? Does your heart get hungry? Week after week, when you
go to the church, do you ever feel there should be something more? Nice
churches, nice people, nice town, nice neighborhood, nice music, nice
friends, nice preacher, nice this, nice that. But, who the heck wants
everything nice all the time? Some in the church are restless, dreaming
of something more. Are you ever restless that in the church all is not
good? All is not well?
Bowing (Please bow)
If I could not
bend low, how could I embrace a child? If I could not bend low, how
could I tie someone's shoes? If I could not bend low, how could I make
someone's bed? If I could not bend low, how could I give someone bath?
If I could not bend low, how could I lift the fallen. If I could not
bend low, how could I take bread from the oven? If I could not bend
low, how could I comfort the suffering? How could I acknowledge my
profound reverence before God if I could not bend low?
Sign of the Cross
We
make the sign of the cross at the beginning and end of the Mass. The
sign of the Cross is made on us at the beginning and end of our lives.
At the beginning and end of all we do stands the sign of the cross,
saying: this place, this space of time, this life, this child, these
people, this corpse, all belong to the Lord. For, he bears in his body
the marks of that same cross.
Can you hear it through the ages,
like a mighty trumpet call, the call to leave your nets and follow?
It's a call to joy and gladness. It's a call to life and birth. It's a
call to plant the seeds of love. It's a call to joyful expectation.
Make
the sign of the cross. It's a blood stained invitation to a life of
sacrifice. It's a call to face the makers of destruction and of war.
It's a call to be the lowly. It's a call to be the least. It's a call
to join the suffering and to bear the weeper's load. It's a call to
death and dying. It's a call to live like fools. Take your cross in
hand and follow, for this place, this space of time, this life, this
child, thesepeople, this corpse, all belong to the Lord.
(lead them up the center aisle) Processing
We
skip and limp and march and run and shuffle and stroll. Over peaks and
valleys and sand and stone and mud and grass and dust and streams.
What
is a procession? It is a journey distilled. Why journey? We journey
to discover the source. We journey to discover the ground. We journey
to discover the companion. We journey to discover the way. Like
Melchior, in days of old, we journey to find a treasure in the most
unlikely of places. Some people ask, why do we need to go somewhere?
Why do we need to go on a journey or follow a star? (gesture to the
building) Can't we find all the God we need right here?
Kneeling (please kneel)
Here we are, on our knees.
The wrestler, forced to his knees
the lover, proposing on his knees
the plaintiff, going down on her knees
the victim, flinging herself to her knees
the beggar, groveling on his knees
the loyal subject, falling to her knees
the loser, brought to his knees
the worshiper, taking to her knees
Before God, we are all of these.
Standing (look to Paul)
Just
as a lawyer stands beside his client during the sentencing, we stand
with the Lord as we are called to stand side by side with the weak, the
poor, those imprisoned, those falsely accused, or the outcast.
Does
the power of the Lord bring you to your feet to stand beside a man
dying of AIDS? Does the power of the Lord bring you to your feet to
stand before a woman contemplating an abortion? Does the power of the
Lord bring you to your feet to stand against giants or governments of
war and persecution? Does the power of the Lord bring you to your feet
to stand before those considering suicide? Does the power of the Lord
bring you to your feet to stand beside those imprisoned by guilt,
beside those imprisoned by pride, beside those imprisoned by sorrow,
beside those imprisoned by loneliness, beside those imprisoned by age?
Awake, Jerusalem, arise! The power of God's holy Word rallies God's
people, it brings us to our feet.
Sitting ()
The middle child
of posture. Not the complete abandon of lying down, not the height of
power, standing in full stature, but somewhere in the middle, between
action and rest.
Jesus sat with ordinary people. He sat down to
table with even the disreputable. Public opinion was never a problem
with Jesus. He never had anything to lose because everything he had he
shared. He served through his teaching, his healing, and his liberating
people from evil influences. He was a genuine human person, a real
brother to the poor, the weak, the sick, the alienated. He was not a
benefactor, or a patron, or a philanthropist - but a brother.
In
this lies the greatness of Jesus. To have real power and influence one
does not control or manipulate. One serves and builds and loves. When
we sit still, we are willing to listen, ready to be beckoned, waiting,
receptive, open. In this posture of sitting, the Word of the Lord may
begin to be heard.
Offertory
On Sunday, as the basket passes,
we offer money. Money means a lot to us. We may be proud or embarrassed
by the amount of money we make. It defines the clothes we wear, the
houses we live in, the food we eat, the community we live in, the car we
drive. That is the spiritual reason for offering money to God, because
it bears so much of our personal identity. The real gift to God,
though, is ourselves.
As the priest prepares the gifts to be
sacrificed to God, he drops a little ordinary water into the wine and
silently prays: "By the mystery of this water and wine, may we come to
share in the divinity of Christ, who humbled himself to share in our
humanity." In the preparation of the gifts, the water symbolizes our
ordinary human nature and the wine symbolizes the divine nature. A
little of the water mixes with the wine, gets lost in and becomes part
of the wine. Just as the prayer says, "May we come to share in the
divinity of Christ."
What is your offering to God? What do you
offer God? $5? $10? $50? How much of yourself do you want God to have?
Will you live a life of sacrifice? Will you oppose the makers of
destruction and of war? Will you stand with the lowly and the least?
Will you join the suffering, bear the weeper's load or live like a
fool? Do you want to participate in the divinity of Christ? These can
be hard questions. Will God settle for money?
Keeping Silence
Speech must die to serve that which is spoken. (60 seconds of silence)
The Lord is in this holy temple: let the earth keep silence and adore.
Watching
There is a beautiful Taize chant that reads: Stay with me, remain here with me. Watch and pray. Watch and pray.
Immanuel,
a name which means "God is with us." It does not mean that God solves
our problems, shows us the way out of our confusion, or offers answers
for our many questions. It means he is with us, willing to enter with
us into our problems, confusions, and questions. We, do not aspire to
suffer with others. On the contrary, we develop methods and techniques
that allow us to stay away from pain. Hospitals, nursing homes, rest
homes, funeral homes, they all often become places to hide the sick, the
suffering, and the dead. Suffering is unattractive, repelling and
disgusting. The less we are confronted with it, the better. It is
something we want to avoid at all cost. Among some people, compassion
is not among our most natural responses. But, in times of trial, if
someone were to say to us, "I do not know what to say or what to do, but
I want you to realize that I am with you, that I will not leave you
alone," we have a friend through whom we can find consolation and
comfort.
What really counts, is that in the moments of pain and
suffering, someone stays with us. More important than any particular
action, or, word of advice, is the simple presence of someone who cares.
They show solidarity with us by willingly entering the dark spaces of
our lives. For this reason, they, like God, are the ones who bring hope
and help us discover new directions. From the Beatitudes, Jesus says,
"Blessed are those who mourn." Not because mourning is good, but
because they shall be comforted.
Please Fold your Hands in a Praying Position
St.
Vincent de Paul writes: "If a needy person requires medicine or other
help during your prayer time, do whatever has to be done with peace of
mind. Offer that deed to God as your prayer. Do not become upset or
feel guilty because you use your prayer time to serve the poor. God is
not neglected if you leave him for real service. You should prefer the
service of the poor to making your prayer. For, it is not enough to love
God, if, your neighbor does not also love God."
Here you are,
you press against your own skin and bone and feel the pulse of your
blood. Do you feel the warmth or cold, the tension or relaxation, the
roughness or smoothness? These hands touch the ones you love, hold the
things you treasure, perform the constant countless motions of your
living. For now, these hands do nothing, they are not useful held this
way, kept by each other from all movement of living and serving.
Pressed to each other, there is no space for holding anything or
anyone. For the moment these hands, are empty (and useless) and still.
Outstretched Arms (the orans position)
The
tiny child, tired and frustrated by its own weight, frustrated by its
own helplessness, stretches out and up, wordlessly seeking, hoping,
vulnerable but trusting, pleading eloquently with frail arms. Standing
quietly before the Lord, alert, watchful, ready and grateful, hopeful
and expansive, with arms raised in joy, hope, desire and confidence,
lift your hands to the poor, the tired, embrace the weak, embrace the
suicidal, embrace the prostitute, embrace the beaten, embrace the
dying. Meet God's embrace, vulnerable and waiting.
(Wait for the end of this meditation to make...) Sign of Peace
For
a moment, there is hesitation or even reluctance to enter the space
between strangers. Reserved and cautious, we choose some appropriate
sign of Christ's peace. Over aisle and empty space - a smile or a wave.
To those within arm's length - a clasp of hands. Among family and
friends - an embrace or a kiss. The bounds of propriety prevail.
On
Sunday, while we are in our nice churches, with our nice friends, and
our nice music, before our nice flowers, in our nice communities, who is
smiling at the belligerent teenager addicted to drugs or alcohol? Who
clasps the hand of the hungry and poor? Who embraces the man with
AIDS? Who welcomes the prostitute? Who is there to kiss the homeless?
Who acknowledges the shy and lonely? Is there a restless stirring
among us? Is it the peace of Christ freeing us to touch, to embrace, to
kiss even the stranger in our midst? Indeed, the peace of Christ is
with us. But, are you ever restless?
In the words of St. Vincent de Paul, go forth and serve your fellow man, and offer it as your prayer to God.