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First Published in GREEN CHRISTIANS. Autumn 1991

It was driving home from Exeter to Plymouth after a meeting of the Devon Christian Ecology Group that we had the idea of holding a service of worship on Dartmoor on Midsummer's eve. Michael knew immediately where he wanted it to be: at a small stone circle on the open moor a good half an hour's walk from a convenient parking area. This solved the first problem, of how to manage the transition from every-day life to the atmosphere of wilderness. The walk would be an integral part of the worship - not done in silence or in any structured way - but quite simply with awareness of where we were and, since most of the walk was a steady climb, we had a good feel of the earth beneath our feet.

But, what to do when we reached our destination? The first idea was to base the worship on Teilhard de Chardin's Mass on the World derived from an experience in the Ordos desert in China. This idea did not seem to work out satisfactorily but the opening words, together with another quotation from his Writings in Time of War provided, in an adapted form, the introduction we have used in all our celebrations so far. As you read these words try to picture a small group of people, standing; inside a stone circle, round a tree, beside a moorland stream, on the seashore:

Since we have neither bread, nor wine, nor altar, we will raise ourselves beyond these symbols, up to the pure majesty of the real itself. We, your people will make the whole earth our altar and we will this evening climb up in spirit to the high places, bearing with us the hopes and labours of our mother, the earth.

There is communion with God, and a communion with earth, and there is a communion with God through the earth.

This opening was followed in that first worship, and in the three subsequent celebrations, by a brief meditation on why we were there and to establish the theme, the celebration of a season and of a particular element of creation - on the first occasion stone and the earth, then trees at the autumn equinox, then a river (and as it turned out rain as well) at the winter solstice, and the sea at the spring equinox. Following this introduction we followed a fairly flexible scheme of prayer, silence, song, story, poem, body prayer, song, circle dance and blessing. For each occasion an 8 page leaflet was prepared, for people to take home, containing most of the spoken words and songs and embellished with a few simple illustrations. Participation with each other is achieved by standing, sitting, singing and dancing in a circle - it's as simple as that - and by involving people in the reading, song and dance. The fact of our continuous participation in creation, moment by moment, becomes more conscious in us simply by the awareness of 'being in the midst' and heightened by touching stones, hugging trees, being soaked by rain and paddling in the sea.

On practicalities: we always visited the actual place before preparing the event and, in selecting or writing the material, we kept in our minds' eye a picture of a circle of 10-20 or 30 people standing where we would actually be. We have deliberately widened the choice of material beyond scripture and other conventional sources. This creates problems and tensions as well as opportunities, which we are still in the process of exploring and resolving. We found that it was the simple things which worked best. An example is a short litany, written by Erna which has been used several times:

Leader:

All:

Spirit and Matter are interwoven through all the universe.

In unity they enchant the earth and its people into being.

Wisdom plays on the earth

And joy is everywhere

If we keep silent

These [waters] would shout aloud

God, open our lips

And our mouths shall proclaim your praise

On apprehensions: there are two distinct sets, those felt by the planners and those felt by actual or potential participants. On the first occasion, the midsummer's eve event, it was announced that the worship would take place 'at a sacred sight' on Dartmoor. We were concerned that people might by worried about going to a stone circle. However, when we actually got there it seemed so right and natural that everybody seemed to take it for granted. When we were on the walk to the beach for the celebration of the sea, one regular participant realised with some dismay that it was a sunny Sunday afternoon and that even in March we would not have the place to ourselves. But, from the moment we started with the by now familiar words 'Since we have neither bread, nor wine, nor altar, we will raise ourselves beyond these symbols...', the group was so bound up within itself that other people effectively vanished. One young girl asked what we were doing and seemed to be perfectly satisfied with the reply that we were celebrating the sea.

These events are not intended as a substitute for church worship but should be regarded as complementary to it. In celebrating the seasons and creation in their own right, and in the content of the worship, we have deliberately moved away from the traditional church praxis. We have widened the scope of what we do to include non-biblical material, body-prayer and circle dance and so on. All that one can say to someone who is uncertain about this kind of thing is that given the intention of celebrating in the open air - 'in the midst' - what we do seems right and natural. By bringing our bodies, the physical part of our human nature, into prayer, we give ourselves powerful and very accessible means of re-discovering the sense of connectedness with all the other forms of creation - earth, stones, air, clouds, water, trees... Developing these forms of identification is essentially experiential, and what we are trying to do in our celebrations is to set such experience in the context of worship and of achieving 'communion with God through the earth'.


 Ever since the first Earthwalk on Midsummer's Eve 1990 similar events have been held to mark the solstices and equinoxes, whatever the weather. We have not always been able to reach the planned destination, there have been occasions when we have been driven to find a sheltered spot. What follows is the full text of just one Earthwalk together with links to .pdf files of some of the more recent celebrations.

Winter Solstice 2005 .pdf file

Spring Equinox 2006 .pdf file

Winter Solstice 2007 .pdf file

Summer Solstice 2009 .pdf file

Earthwalk

MID-SUMMER'S EVE EARTHWALK  Sunday 20th June 2004

All praise be yours, my Lord, through all you have made,
And first my Lord brother Sun,
Who brings the day, and light you gave to us through him.
How beautiful is he, how radiant in all his splendour!
                                                                 Francis of Assisi
The earth is living and all things in it are alive and it is the sun
which governs all living things.
                                                                 Corpus Hermeticum
Friends! Let us be mindful here of the presence of God.
Since we have neither bread, nor wine, nor altar, we will raise ourselves beyond these symbols, up to the pure majesty of the real itself. We, your people will make the whole earth our altar and we will climb up in spirit to the high places, bearing with us the hopes and labours of our mother, the earth.
There is communion with God, and a communion with earth, and there is a communion with God through earth.
                                                                Pierre Teilhard de Chardin.

Why Are We Here
Every 12 hours the tides ebb and the tides flow as the moon commands them this way and that. Every morning the sun rises and every evening the sun sets. Every 24 hours the earth rotates on its axis at a little more than 1000 mile per hour at the equator. Every year the earth revolves on its 600 million mile orbit around the sun at 18 miles a second. And every year, all the time, our part of the galaxy whirls through space at 170 miles a second.
Always the days grow longer after the winter solstice, and always the days grow shorter after the summer solstice, which will happen at 27 minutes past midnight tonight. Always the two outer stars of the Great Bear point to the North Star. Always the twelve constellations of the zodiac circle the sky in their accustomed and predictable ways.
                                                               Waldemar Argo

The Four Directions

Hear me, four quarters of the world--a relative I am! Give me the eyes to see and the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is!
                                                                    Black Elk
Say Together
                      All our relations!

Oh Great Spirit of the North,
we come to you and ask for the strength and the power
to bear whatever is cold and uncertain in our life,
we ask you to give us the strength to bear it.
Do not let the winter blow us away.
Oh Spirit of Life and Spirit of the North,
we ask you for strength and for warmth.
Oh Great Spirit of the East,
we turn to you where the sun comes up,
Everything that is born comes up in this direction,
the birth of babies, the birth of the puppies,
the birth of ideas and the birth of friendship.
Oh Spirit of the East,
let the colour of fresh rising in our life be glory to you.
Oh Great Spirit of the South,
spirit of all that is warm and gentle and refreshing,
we ask you to give us this spirit
of growth, of fertility of gentleness.
Give us seeds that the flowers, trees and fruits of the earth may grow.
Give us the warmth of good friendships.
Oh Spirit of the South,
send the warmth and the growth of your blessings.
Oh Great Spirit of the West,
where the sun goes down each day to come up the next,
we turn to you in praise of sunsets
You are the great coloured sunset of the red west which illuminates us.
You are the powerful cycle which pulls us to transformation.
We ask for the blessings of the sunset.
Oh Spirit of the West, when it is time for us to go into the earth,
do not desert us, but receive us in the arms of our loved ones.
                                                               Dianne Neu
Song
Summer is icumen in;
Lhude sing cuckoo!
Groweth sed, and bloweth med,
And springeth the wude nu.
Sing cuckoo!
                                                        Traditional 13th Century

Ancestral sun, do you remember us,
Children of light, who behold you with living eyes!
Are we as you, are you as we! It seems
As if you look down on us with living face:
Who am I who see your light but the light I see,
Held for a moment in the form I wear, your beams.
I have stood on shores of many seas,
Of lakes and rivers, and always over the waters,
Across those drowning gulfs of fear
Your golden path has come to me
Who am but one among all who depart and return.
Blinding sun, with your corona of flames, your chasms of fire,
Presence, terrible theophany,
Am I in you, are you in me,
Infinite centre of your unbounded realm
Whose multitudes sing Holy, Holy, Holy?
Do you go into the dark, or I?
                                                              Kathleen Raine

The poetry of earth is never dead:
When all the birds are faint with the hot sun
And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead.
That is the Grasshopper's – he takes the lead
In summer luxury, – he has never done
With his delights; for when tired out with fun,
He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
                                                                 John Keats

Doth the bright sun from the high arch of heaven
In all his beauteous robes of fleckered clouds
And ruddy vapours and deep-glowing flames,
And softly varied shades, look glorious?
Do the green woods dance to the wind? The lakes
Cast up their sparkling waters to the light?
Do the sweet hamlets in their bushy dells
Send winding up to heaven their curling smoke
On the soft morning air?
Do the flocks bleat, and the wild creatures bound
In antic happiness? and mazy birds
Wing the mid air in lightly skimming bands?
Ay, all this is – we do behold all this.
                                                              Joanna Baillie

I thank you God for most this amazing
day; for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes.
I who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birth day; this is the birth
day of life and of love and of wings
and of the gay great happening of earth.
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any - lifted from the no of all nothing -
human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened.
                                                           e e cummings
A Story
In that time there were many animal people. There was no night. There was no day. The animal people asked each other whether they must name day and night. They talked until they quarrelled. They did not agree. Grizzly was there, Cougar, Wolf, Badger, Coyote and all the others. They had come together to talk about this and found many voices. They wondered how long night should be. Should there be only one day and then one night of darkness?
Bear spoke and decreed that there should be five days and one darkness. Bear’s older brother Grizzly said that this was not good. Ten years he wanted. ‘Ten years of light and then one darkness.’ Those were Grizzly’s words. Rattlesnake thought otherwise. He wanted five years. Rattlesnake’s younger brother, the one called Bull-snake, whispered that he wanted three years and then one dawn. These were the thoughts of the Bears and Snakes.
All the animal people were at this gathering. Each found a voice. The Toad people certainly did not want it like this. They did not want so many years to pass and then one darkness. Never could it be this way. They wanted one day and one night only. This is how Toad spoke. All the animal people argued. Then Frog, who was Toad’s younger brother, opened his voice. He said: ‘Let there be only one day and only one night. One night and then dawn shall come.’
Grizzly was angry. The animal people feared his anger, for he was powerful in the land and dangerous. Rattlesnake also was dangerous. The animal people, those gathered in that place, said: ‘We will argue about it. When darkness falls, we will argue. The one who has the strength to talk till dawn will win. That is how we want it. Day for ten years can never be.
Day for five years cannot be. Day for three years cannot be.’ This is how they spoke’ They did speak when darkness came. Grizzly said: ‘Ten years, one darkness.’ One day, one night.’ Frog said.
When dawn came Grizzly was very tired. Frog, who enjoyed the darkness,
went on talking. When the sun rose Frog said again: ‘One day, one night’. And so it was. Since that time there is only one day and only one darkness. Then there is dawn.

Reading
Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing light, heart-sweetening light!
Ah. the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my life; the light strikes, my darling, the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild, laughter passes over the earth.
The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light. The light is shattered onto gold on every cloud, my darling, and it scatters gems in profusion.
Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, my darling, and gladness without measure. The heaven’s river has drowned its banks and the flood of joy is abroad
                                                           Rabindranath Tagore

Song
Around and around
and around turns the good earth.
All things must change
as the seasons go by.
We are the children
of the Lord and the Lady
Whose mysteries we know
but will never know why

Conclusion
Gratitude to Mother Earth, sailing
through night and day -
and to her soil: rich, rare, and sweet
in our minds so be it.
Gratitude to plants, the sun-facing light-changing leaf
and fine root-hairs; standing still through wind
and rain; their dance is in the flowing spiral grain
in our minds so be it.
Gratitude to Air, bearing the soaring Swift and the silent
Owl at dawn, Breath of our song clear spirit breeze
in our minds so be it.
Gratitude to Wild Beings, our brothers,
teaching secrets,
freedoms, and ways, who share with us their milk;
self-complete, brave, and aware
in our minds so be it.
Gratitude to Water: clouds, lakes, rivers, glaciers;
holding and releasing; streaming through all
our bodies salty seas
in our minds so be it.
Gratitude to the Sun: blinding pulsing light through
trunks of trees, through mists,
warming caves where
bears and snakes sleep - he who wakes us
in our minds so be it.
Gratitude to the Great Sky
who holds billions of stars - and
goes yet beyond that -
beyond all powers, and thoughts
and yet is within us -
Grandfather Space
The Mind is his Wife.
in our minds so be it.
                                                       Gary Snyder.  Turtle Island .
Say Together
This grand show is eternal.
It is always sunrise somewhere:
The dew is never all dried at once:
A shower is forever falling, vapour is ever rising,
Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming,
On sea and continents and islands, each in its turn,
As the round earth rolls.
                                                             John Muir