Yesterday I was really struggling with stress and reading about ritual and thinking, I need something to help. So I sat and reflected and, after a while, the story of Jesus calming the wind and the waves came to me.
So I did a visualisation exercise using that story as a foundation, weaving in a number of symbols into the prayer. This afternoon, driving home, I became aware of a light breeze and a feeling of deep peace settled upon me.
In the process I was reminded of how core story is to Christian ritual.
I suppose in some ways I am sort of a grunge liturgist. I love symbol but I also love spontaneity.