I vow to keep opening my heart to you, to surrender to your love. I vow to serve You and to celebrate You and to revere You in all Your forms.
This is my vow of ministry, which I took in 1998, and have repeated – sometimes daily, sometimes going years between voicings – ever since. I’ve been repeating it more often, lately. Since September last year – exactly ten years since I took my vow, in fact – I’ve been a full-time postgraduate student. I was led to it: it is my will, my heart’s desire, and that of the Universe that I be on this path. But, swamped as I have been by assignments and the practicalities of arranging fieldwork, to say nothing of the maintaining family relationships long-distance which the location of my studies has required, I have fallen into thinking that the studying is the point.
It is not.
My purpose is to share peace; my vow is to love and to serve. These are the point. Repeating my vow is helping me to remember that.
And you? What is your purpose? What is your vow?