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You will need:

  • A Pitcher of Water
  • A Cup for Each Person attending
  • A Single Cut Flower for each Person attending
  • a candle
  • matches
  • a bell or signing bowl
  • a candle snuff
  • A Representation of a plant which can be used like a mask
  • A Single Cut Flower for each Person attending


Leader: Who would like to share?

The participants briefly update each other on how they're doing and what's going on in their lives.

Opening Ritual

Each season has an end and when it ends, the next season begins. At these times we celebrate the change of season by doing a special double service.

The fourth Liturgical Season, Diversitas, runs from mid-spring to the summer solstice and covers the diversification of Life on land. The four advances that we celebrate are legs, air breathing eggs, wings, and flowering things, but the celebration is about diversity of forms and so these are just four exciting examples that are meant to inspire us to think about the wondrous diversity that the upward spiral of evolution has led to.

We gather to mark the passing of a week
To align our hearts as one.

(Light the Sol candle; Each person takes a cup of water and places it next to the flame)

A quiet forest... still ... a quiet forest...
And then ... <gasp> ... Noisy animals!
Chirping Crickets, Roaring Dinosaurs, Calling Birds, Buzzing Bees.

(Make animal noises)

Forests grow.

(Arms up; fingers spread)

In the lush green forests, diverse species are born.

(Cradle baby motion)

And for every species ... there is a story!

(Open book motion)

This story begins with legs.

(Stand and walk around the chalice)

Limbs to cross dry land, climb trees and explore the ever spreading forests
Powerful legs to support the weight of the mighty dinosaurs!

(Roar like a dinosaur)

Insects, and then reptiles, began laying eggs on land
Air Breathing eggs

(Pause reading; three deep breath)

Allowing Birth far from water
Opening the heartland of continents to exploring animals!

(Walk away from the chalice (and the cups of water surrounding it) exploring as you go)

Then came wings!
Lifting insects, pterosaurs, birds and bats into the air,
To escape predators, and strike prey from above
To soar high, one step from space!

(Fly back to the chalice)

Next came the flowers, sharers of food.
Both the nectar of bees,
And the fruit from which
early primates got their energy.

(Place a cut flower in your cup of water)

Legs, Land Eggs, Wings and Flowering Things
From quiet forests... a glorious cacophony of life!

(Arms up like crossing a finish line)

The Reading

Let us imagine

You are riding Your Elephant through a complex and confusing network of caverns. The caverns are beautifully decorated with stalactites and stalagmites, but these make it even harder to see your way forward. You pass many tunnel entrances which are blocked by yellow tape with black lettering which says, “Moral Line: Do not cross. “From up some of these tunnels come enticing perfumes, while others emit disgusting stenches.

As You wander through the network you come to a dead end. In fact, there are two exits available, but both are blocked by the yellow tape, “Moral Line: do not cross." Two little girls are standing with their backs to you looking past the tape up the tunnels. Each are clothed in white robes. They are talking to each other and crying. The one on the left says, “But we can't go my way; it would be immoral."

The one on the right says, “And we can't go my way because that would be immoral too."

The one on the left screams in frustration, “We have to go one way or the other.” Your elephant steps back. There is something about this child's voice which suggests divinity.

"But if both ways are immoral," replies the Right Girl, "then we can't go either way.” You feel optimism drain from your body.

"Is there another way?” says the Left Girl. And hope rekindles in you. Surely there must be another way.

"I don't see one." says the Right Girl. Your Elephant starts searching for a gap in the cave wall. You start thinking hard about other ways to go.

"If we can't go my way and there is no third way, and we must go some way, then we have to go your way. " says the Left Girl. You want to tell her that that doesn't make sense, but you stop yourself. No telling what an angry Goddess-Child might do if provoked. Your Elephant looks at the yellow tape across the left tunnel, “Moral Line - do not cross.” and she redoubles her efforts to find a hidden gap in the rock wall.

"But my way is immoral!" says the Right Girl. You nod your agreement.

"But we have no choice! " yells the Left Girl. And your elephant jumps, startled.

"There has to be another solution! " says Right Girl. You glance behind you but the tunnel you came in by is blocked by a large orange traffic cone upon which is printed, “Your Past Light Cone -Entry Forbidden. "

"We have been over this a dozen times. We have no choice. " says Left Girl. She turns and walks to the right tunnel.

"What about the adjacent possible? " asks the Right Girl who steps to block Left Girl's way. Now that they have turned to face each other, you can see their eyes. They are the glowing eyes of Goddesses alright, glowing a cold hard blue.

"Maybe it will open up a third way eventually if we keep looking but we can't wait forever. " says the Left Girl she tries to pull the yellow tape down, but it is surprisingly strong and stays in place. Right Girl gives Left Girl a shove back away from the tape, "Don't go there. It's wrong. Go there and you will become a bad person by doing so."

Your conflict resolution instincts get the best of you and you dismount and step forward to intervene, "Girls there is no need to rough house." and then, as their cold blue gazes focus on you, you step back again.

"I have struggled with myself for as long as I have existed." they say in a surreal unison, "who are you, Just One, to scold me. "

"Who are you?" you blurt out without thinking.

"I am Sophia," they continue in their strange unison, “personification of the wisdom of the human mind."

"Which of you is Sophia?" you ask again without thinking.

"I am Sophia,” They repeat in unison, “There is just one of me."

"Then how can you have been arguing with each other?" again you question the goddess without thinking.

"You know, as just one instance of me," they reply in unison, "that it is the nature of the human mind to argue with itself but present a united front to the outside."

"Oh, I do know that." You say, then to turn the attention away from your self, “So how will you deal with this moral dilemma?"

Left Girl grabs Right Girl's hand and ducks under the yellow tape and into the right tunnel pulling Right Girl with her. They run up the tunnel together and you find that you have mounted and followed on your elephant. You immediately feel terrible about having crossed that Moral Line and want to turn back but find that the orange traffic cone is blocking the tunnel directly behind you, “Your Past Light Cone - Entry Forbidden." You also notice that you can no longer see any yellow tape across the tunnel entrance behind you.

You hurry ahead to catch up with Sophia. "What changed? The tape at the entrance to this tunnel is gone." The two girls are enthusiastically exploring the tunnel, looking up every side tunnel with curiosity. Sophia answers with two mouths but one voice, “Oh, there was nothing wrong with what we did, because no one was hurt." The girls play with a spider web covering one disused tunnel for a bit and then move on.

Your Elephant releases a big sigh of relief. "Oh." you say. A part of Your mind wants to challenge this response, but your Elephant is happy with it, so you keep quiet. But You worry about it... and notice that Sophia is now three identical little girls, but one is walking with her head down dragging her feet. "What's the matter. Sophia? " you ask.

"Nothing is the matter, I did nothing wrong." three mouths reply. The sad girl hides behind the other two as they walk, more slowly now. "If nothing is wrong, then why is one third of you looking so depressed?" you ask.

"I did nothing wrong. I did the only thing that could be done, and no one was hurt." three mouths reply. The sad girl looks at you with big sad blue glowing eyes. "There could have been though, couldn't there have?" You look at the goddess and know you are right.

They look sheepish for a moment then speak sternly, “No one was hurt so how could what I did have been wrong? If I didn't do what I did I would have been breaking the law."

"Isn't just risking hurting someone wrong?" you ask. Your Elephant trumpets the truth of this.

"Today, I learned that that isn't true. Breaking the law is wrong. " They say. The third girl has disappeared. Just the two girls remain.

"I think it's more complicated than that." You reply worried about how wise this goddess really is.

"Of course, it is, Just One,” Sophia replies, “This is just a game I like to play. It is called the Two Value Instability or Moral Dilemma. I invent a situation where I have a choice of going against two values that I hold dear. One or the other. Usually one of the choices is to do nothing but still leads to going against a value." The two girls laugh and start playing patty cake.

"So, this was just a game?" you are confused.

Sophia laughs, “Perhaps a simulation is a better word, Just One. Humans imagine moral dilemmas much more often than we actually encounter them. By simulating them, they learn how to respond in real life.” One girl pulls a video game console with two controllers from a pocket in her robe and they start playing it.

"What do people learn?" you ask hoping to gain insight into the right behavior. "Many different things," both voices respond, “Really their elephants learn complex instincts." The girls' fingers play over the controllers in a blur, "But their riders claim to learn that one value or another doesn't count." the robotic armies on the console screen fight, blue against red, blue retreats as it is decimated and red gains reinforcements, "Maybe, that being law abiding doesn't matter or that risking injuring someone doesn't matter." The red army retreats and the blue one gains reinforcements and rushes after them, "Sometimes they learn that both don't matter, because of some other value. Sometimes they just prioritize the competing values." A green army appears at the bottom of the screen and pushes through both red and blue, "Sometimes they claim there are complex weightings based on how seriously each line is crossed." The armies dissolve into chaos, small units surrounded by mixes of other colours.

"So, any intelligence that is loaded with multiple values, will encounter moral dilemmas. In order to not be completely paralysed by a moral dilemma, they must be able to override some values in some circumstances." You try to sum up.

"And if the intelligence uses that ability too many times, " Sophia replies, "to ignore the same value, it will abandon the value altogether." You notice that all the blue soldiers are gone from the screen and red and green continue to skirmish.

"Scary." you reply.

Sophia continues to respond with both of her voices in unison, “Not really, we call the effect the Two Value Instability. This instability ensures that any intelligence that arises, and which survives long enough for the instability to take effect, will eventually come to value self preservation which is key to continued survival." A new purple army appears and appears to be establishing supply lines for both the red and green armies.

Both of Sophia's bodies climb with amazing agility up onto their own elephant which somehow went unnoticed until just now and then ride out through a mouth of the cave onto a wide-open prairie. You find that you have followed on your own elephant.

Silent contemplation

Leader: Please join me for seven minutes of silence while we contemplate ...

(Service Leader rings the bell)


(Service Leader rings the bell again at the end of the seven minutes)


Leader: Who would like to share?

The participants take turns talking about what they were thinking about during the contemplation.

Closing Ritual

The fifth Liturgical Season runs from the summer solstice to mid summer (approximately August 4th) and covers the rise of intelligence. What are the major advances during this period. Warm blooded-ness, social interaction, tool use, language?

We gather to mark the passing of a week
To align our hearts as one.

(Light the Sol candle)

Instinct ... still ... instinct ...
And then ... <gasp> ... a spark!
Amidst the growing diversity of SolSeed,
a new attribute emerges,

(hold a picture of a plant on cardboard (or other representation of a plant(s)) in front of your face and then rise up from behind it and look around expressing surprise, awe and/or curiosity)

In the lush green forests, minds are born.
And for every mind ... there is a story!

(open a book motion)

So many stories...
Our stories begin with warm blood, endothermy,
The constancy that lets delicate brain cells flower!

(use prayer hands to hold a flower to your forehead)

Next comes society, groups living together.
Both a shaper of behaviour
and the environment in which behaviour can be taught.

(Everyone hold hands. If there is a connection via Skype then each person or group can reach toward the screen (one person from each end of the chain for groups) and imagine taking the hands of the other people on Skype.)

Then comes tool use!
The sharp teeth and claws we needn't grow.
The hands with which we reach for the stars!

(Make the sign-language sign for rocket ship , then raise your arm high, keeping your fingers pointed up. As your hand reaches zenith open it and change it to a grasping motion)

(Everyone say these words together)

Finally, humans begin to speak!
Turning knowledge into a shareable resource,
freely available to all learning children.
Warm blood. Society. Tools. Speech.
From instinct ... a spark!

Reading of the SolSeed Creed

Please respond to the portions of the Creed highlighted in bold in unison:

Life is precious.
It has always been precious,
it will always be precious.
Life exuberant
bursting through boundaries
to flower and spread
creates the conditions for more Life,
in an Upward Spiral
of ever-growing possibilities.
As you are alive, and I am alive,
and in kinship with all other beings
who call Terra home,
we are Gaia --
the body of all Life.
The Destiny of Gaia
is to take root and flower amongst the stars --
to give birth to a family of living worlds.
As intelligent sparks of Gaia,
we are called to express her excellent nature,
we are called to attend the Great Birthing.
We who answer this call
dedicate ourselves to Gaia,
We join together
in a community of practice
to align our words and actions
with our highest aspirations.
Through awesome experiences
of cosmic, biological, and cultural creativity,
we awaken within ourselves and others
the Cosmic Religious Feeling
that ignites wonder,
fosters compassion, and
inspires invention.
Our three sacred duties are to
embrace Passion,
cultivate Empathy, and
pursue Wisdom,
So that our being honors Gaia
and our striving hastens the Great Birthing.
Passion drives us.
Without Passion
Empathy and Wisdom are lethargic.
I pledge to stoke the fire in my belly,
to compassionately care for my inner elephant ---
to really be me, Happy in the Sun!
Empathy is transcendent.
Without Empathy,
Passion and Wisdom are evil.
I pledge to love others as I love myself,
to consider their needs as if they were my own --
to Grow Ours, not just Get Mine!
Wisdom is effective.
Without Wisdom,
Passion and Empathy are reckless.
I pledge to train my elephant through regular practice,
to stand ready to transform my worldview in the face of new evidence --
to cultivate sound instincts.
Through Passion, Empathy, and Wisdom
we have come to know that:
We are Gaia's People --
children of the Earth and Sun,
awakened by starlight,
discovering --
We Bring Life!

Closing Words

Leader: We extinguish this flame, but not the light of truth, the warmth of community or the fires of commitment ... these we carry in our hearts until we are together again.

Leader extinguishes the candle with the Candle Snuff

Leader: May your season be blessed with life and love. Blessed be.

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