Kobra's post on tattoos introduces us to the idea of rites of passage. In the old mystery religions, there were many of these. We know that in Christianity, the ancient baptismal practices were quite involved. The candidate would undergo baptism in the nude after a long vigil. Current practice is no doubt valid, in that it "counts" as a baptism in God's eyes. But perhaps it doesn't count as one in some of our own. What do we do to enlarge that?
In Christianity, the passage is from death to life. I remember once talking to someone about the nature of some of our holiday gatherings in our family. You could almost sing the end of the
Gloria Patri over such an event: "As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end...." This man suggested that it was ironic if the celebration of new life were itself the occasion for entropy and stuckness.
If we decide on what our new rites of passage are to be, and we create them for an intention, then we need to know what our purposes are. That is probably primary. Even if we say, "No modern intentionality. We want continuity with the past." Then the idea is to find something ancient and stick with it. Or we might say, "A break with mother. Connection with men and their wisdom." Yes. How do we get the boy to grab the key beneath the mother's pillow? They must reach beyond key in the story to grab the real one.
What is the golden key you grab when you reach under the pillow?
I'll give Bly a reading for my own life to say how I grab the key. To some degree it is in having the mentor I have. In Jungian terms, my pedagogue is an enigma to my mother. (And vice-versa. Her pedagogue, whoever that may be, is an enigma to me.) I follow a life course enigmatic to my mother. I am an explorer, sometimes not even able to articulate what I'm trying to explore. But I do it anyway. When some wonder whether there is even an exploration, I hack my way forward.
So what is the golden key you grab? Go ahead, be amorphous and enigmatic. Or pointed and specific.
If I had to create a rite of passage to make such a move possible for a kid, I think it would almost have to be a scavenger hunt. Only they could choose which clues to follow. Clues that resonated with them better would lead them to the right pedagogue. Perhaps God has already arranged such a scavenger hunt for many of us.
How would you arrange a rite of passage to endorse grabbing the same golden key you have grabbed? (Read the first chapter of
Iron John to find out what the key beneath the mother's pillow is about.)