20/09/2024
A really uplifting evening last night at GreenAcres Living Memorial Parks Epping Forest, learning about the message behind their rebrand, of nurturing beautiful places where life and memories walk hand in hand.
Got chatting to their MD Christopher Koller about how it is all the little ways people go about remembering those loved and lost which really matter, and we spoke about how the word ‘ritual’ can sometimes feel a bit too ‘hocus pocus’ or religious to some, but as a celebrant, I’m all over it!
Which got me thinking, as I believe we structure our whole days around mini rituals, and then I couldn’t sleep last night until I got this out my head 😂 enjoy!
Rituals
The little things we do which centre us in moments fleeting,
Which hold space for self, to pause, think, or soothe when seething!
That first cup of tea in your favourite mug,
The ‘don’t you dare leave this house without giving me a hug!’
It’s sat looking out the window with the sun on your face,
Eyes closed, chin raised, a few seconds of grace.
It’s teeth before breakfast, or bath before bed,
That checking your glasses aren’t still on top of your head.
So why do we feel, when a life is done,
That we have to ‘process’ our grief the same as everyone?
Carbon-copy funerals, words on repeat,
A mere few minutes to squish all and everything in neat?
Rituals for the living, rituals for the dead,
In the end, it’s all about stepping forward, ahead
Safe in the knowledge that the little things we do
All reconnect us to the one and only… you.
A walk through the woods, their favourite flowers in hand,
Taking the dog to have a quiet word with Nan,
Where she lays in the forest, or rests by a tree,
Becoming a part of nature’s beauty for all eternity.
Time to sit on that bench alongside a moment to think,
Before heading home to raise a glass of their favourite drink.
It’s tapping their photo, ‘goodnight’ to the urn,
The place at the table, the candle that burns.
New rituals, new habits, are nothing to be scared of,
Nor to shy away from, or be embarrassed to speak of.
For they arm us with confidence, with love and with courage,
To celebrate memories entrusted to us with heart and a flourish,
In ways which may mean little to those looking in,
But to those of us who love them, they mean
Everything.
~ 🤍 Victoria the Celebrant