Become

In the crucible of life's transitions, we find the wisdom to shed old skins, to evolve into something more expansive. Consider the Japanese ceremony post-war: a soldier, once honored for duty, was called to a broader identity. This is our journey too.

Reflect on your own evolution. From the fixations of youth to the insights of maturity, each phase has gifted us with lessons. Now, as seasons change, ask: What beliefs weigh heavy, what actions no longer fit? It's time to discharge the loyal soldier within, to transcend what was and embrace what can be.

Embrace this process with tenderness. Honor the past, yet boldly step into the uncharted. Become not just a soldier, but a parent, a partner, a friend—a being of depth and richness. In this transition lies our growth, our transformation. The war is over. It's time to live fully, authentically.

Shed the old, embrace the new. Become who you're meant to be.

May we have the courage to shed our old selves,
embracing the journey of growth and transformation.

As we honor the past and step into the unknown,
may we become beings of depth and richness,
living fully and authentically.

In the aftermath of battle's roar,
Amidst the echoes of war's fading cry,
A soldier stands, honored but unsure,
His past identity now a passing sigh.

Communities gather, wise and solemn,
To guide their warriors home, to beckon
Towards a new dawn, a different path,
Beyond the uniform, beyond the reckoning.

"We thank you," they say, voices gentle,
For your loyal service, your steadfast stride,
Yet now the time has come, a transition elemental,
To shed the soldier's cloak, to no longer hide.

An elder rises, with wisdom profound,
"The war is over," the proclamation sounds,
"Embrace the roles that in you are found,
Parent, partner, friend - in these grounds."

And so the soldier, with heart unsure,
Lets go of the past, the battles fought,
Embracing a future, uncertain yet pure,
A new chapter, with lessons dearly bought.

In this ritual of letting go,
We find the courage to truly grow,
To transcend the past, to let it flow,
And in this journey, our true selves show.

So let us honor our own transitions,
The shedding of old, the embracing of new,
In this dance of life's renditions,
We find ourselves, ever true.