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You will need:

For services during the season of Genesis you will need the following:

  • One seed for each participant
  • A dish of soil
  • A small cup of water for each participant
  • a candle
  • matches
  • a bell or signing bowl
  • a candle snuff


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

The season of Genesis is the first Liturgical Season in the SolSeed Movement's Liturgical Calendar. It symbolises the deep past from the Big Bang to the invention of photosynthesis. During this season the Weekly Service Calls use the following Opening ceremony:

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

Service Altar for Genesis

Nothing ... Still ... Nothing

And then ... <gasp> Something!!!!

Time, Space, Matter, Energy, Gravity.

Galaxies coalesce ... in the celestial nursery, stars are born. And for every star, there is a story.

Our story began with Sol, the sun, the fire that sparks life into being.

(Light the candles)

Next came the Earth, our first home, both the shaper of life and the clay from which life makes itself.

("Plant" a seed in the soil)

Then came the water, the sea where the first life swam, the sea that swims inside each of us.

(Drink some of the water and use the rest to "water" the seed)

Finally life made the air, turning sunlight into fuel, freely available to all breathing creatures.

(Take three deep breaths)

Fire, Earth, Water, Air.

From Nothing ... Something

The Reading

Quotes of the Day

if stars are uniformly distributed through the sky,
their number should counterbalance their faintness
and the night sky should be as bright as the day;
- H.W.M. Olbers, 1826
"Dark energy is crazy, right?"
- Dr. Anthony Tyson
Philosophically, I liked the steady-state cosmology.
So I thought that we should report our results as a simple measurement;
the measurement might be true after the cosmology was no longer true!"
— Robert Woodrow Wilson

Contemplation for the Day

Let us imagine

You are riding your elephant across a dark plain under a black sky. The darkness is so complete that if it were not that the plain was completely flat, your elephant would be unable to proceed. As it is it can one step after another because every step is the same as the last. You think that she might as well be standing still seeing as nothing changes as she steps forward. You wonder how long you have been walking and as if in response your AI implants display a timer on your visual cortex. To your surprise it is counting slowly in hundredths of seconds. What ever it is counting down to, there are only 9.56 seconds left.

Suddenly your elephant stumbles and comes to a stop. "The universe has gone bowl shaped!" she says.

You are a little worried. Only 9.41 seconds left, to what ever the count down is. Your elephant shifts its footing, "The bowl is getting deeper." she says uneasily. Only 9.23 seconds left. As your elephant shifts it's footing you put out your arms to each side for balance and you feel someone grab your right hand. You glance to your right and see Yahweh glowing faintly in the darkness with an iron grip on your hand.

"Yahweh!" You cry in surprise, "What are you doing here?" Only 8.84 seconds left you notice.

"Determined One, " Yahweh says, "I am your maker. It is traditional for you to meet me at this point."

You swear to yourself as you feel something grab your left hand. You turn to see El glowing gold in the otherwise dark universe. "El are you my maker also?" you ask. Only 8.63 seconds left!

"No, Uncertain One." El says quietly, "I did not make you although, in my form as unseen stories, I have shaped you. I am here to underline the doubt that you may grant yourself in Yahweh's story."

You feel Yahweh pulling on one arm and El pulling on the other. You feel a pain in both shoulders and begin to fear for your life in the face of these implacable gods. Only 8.22 seconds left! "What is your story, Yahweh?" you cry.

"The universe is pre-determined to expand at an accelerating rate until every object in the universe is ripped apart in order from largest to smallest, Determined One." Yahweh says monotonously as if he hadn't just spelled out your doom.

The pain in your shoulders gets worse. You feel Yahweh grab your feet with two more hands and begin to pull them away from your hips. "When will this happen?" you cry. And then you notice the timer: 6.89 seconds left.

As you look at the time count down further, Yahweh answers, "In 6.35 seconds."

The pain in your shoulders becomes unbearable, "El!" you cry, "Help me!"

El points at Yahweh and a bolt of what looks like lightening jumps from his finger to Yahweh and Yahweh loses his grip on you and is thrown away into the darkness but the lightning continues to jump around and you are blinded. As your vision adapts you see Thea Me Plokamia floating before you. Her branching tentacled arms reach out in every direction further than you can see. El is sitting on his throne which is balanced on a branch of Thea. You are standing on the same branch near him. The branch is so thick that you cannot see its curvature; it appears like a flat plain to you. "El!" you cry, "Thank you!"

"Do not thank me, Uncertain One," El says cryptically, "I can give you no more guarantee of a safe future than I can give you of an accurate understanding of the past."

You notice that you feel quite hot and wonder if Sophia is around with her hot blue gaze but there is nothing. Then you notice the stars. There are a lot of them, they give the luster of full daylight to everything and they seem to be getting brighter. The timer is still there but it is counting forward quickly in hundreds of millions of years, 15.2 billion years, 15.3 billion years, 15.4 billion years.

An elderly man walks toward you across the surface of Thea's branch. "Which God are you?" you ask him.

The old man replies in German but you understand him as if he were speaking English, "I am no God. I am a doctor."

"Oh," you reply surprised to be startled by meeting a non-God, after all, in your normal life, meeting non-God's is the norm, "My name is You," you reply, "what is yours?"

"What a peculiar name, my friend," says the old man, "My name is Heinrich Wilhelm Mattias Olbers, a pleasure to meet you." and the old man shakes your hand.

"You were an astronomer also, not only a doctor, were you not," you say.

"I dable in astronomy, yes." Olbers replies. The timer is still ticking by, 17.8 billion years, 17.9 billion years. "I think perhaps the universe is behaving as I predicted," he motions toward the ever brighter hotter sky.

"What did you predict?" you ask.

"I predicted that if the universe were of infinite age and infinite size," Olbers explains, "with stars spread evenly throughout it, that the sky would be filled with stars to the point where every part of it would be as bright as the surface of the Sun and every object in the universe would glow red hot including the whole surface of every planet."

"But that isn't how the universe is?" you say.

"Therefore the universe must either not be of infinite age or infinite size or must not be filled with stars spread out evenly throughout it." Olbers laughs, "This was the paradox. It was to be solved by one of those options but which we could not decide at the time."

"It was solved by the fact that the universe is of finite age and expanding so that the light from distant stars can never reach us because it is left behind by the expanding universe." you say.

"Evidently not," chides Olbers, "More and more stars are appearing. It is of finite age but appears that it may be of infinite size and is indeed filled with stars to the end of the sky. Eventually we will see so many stars that their light will cook us." You note the timer, 21.7 billion years, 21.8 billions years ...

"But that isn't how our universe works!" You cry as the light begins to burn you, you feel your skin going red.

El laughs, "You didn't like how the universe is and now you do not like this alternative, Uncertain One. What is it you want?"

"I just want a universe where, Life can live comfortably forever!" you cry.

El sneers at you, "That may not be an option, Uncertain One. How perfectly balanced would expansion have to be to make you happy? Expanding fast enough to keep the light from too many stars from reaching you but expanding slowly enough that the universe neither rips itself apart nor runs out of the light from infinite suns always newly appearing. You should be grateful that it might be possible to avoid Olbers's burning future. The Big Rip is not so bad is it?"

You are startled by El's statement. You wonder, "Could such a balance be achieved? A perfectly balanced expansion."

Thea Me Plokamia smiles down at you, "Life seeks balance, Tiny One," she says.

"Is there a balance to be achieved?" you ask uncertain, "If the universe does not expand fast enough to leave the light of distant stars forever behind then eventually, will it not burn?"

Thea laughs, "Olbers did not know about the death of stars," she replies, "With the right balance, as nearby galaxies go dark, far away galaxies will only replace them. A balanced temperature could be achieved."

Olbers looks startled, "Stars die? Of course, they must have fuel and it must run out. Why did I not think of that?"

"But how could we ever end inflation," you ask unable to imagine a human intervention which could achieve such a goal.

"You need not end inflation until the end of star light in the MilkyWay. As long as you prevent the Big Rip, expansion will stretch out an infinite supply of starlight for you. When you need it, you can stop expansion and it will come streaming to you like a continuous flow of manna." Thea's explanation calms you, "You have on the order of 100 trillion years to find the answer."

Olbers looks even more startled, "100 trillion years. Strange but an eternal universe didn't seem as vast as one with such a large number of years attached to it."

"But where will I find the answer?" you ask, despairing that it could ever be discovered.

"Why," Thea laughs, "where all discoveries are found, Tiny One; in the adjacent possible."

Olbers looks at Thea and then back at you, "What answer are you looking for?"

"Well how to stop the expansion of the universe so that we could achieve a universe which has a comfortable temperature for Life for ever," you explain, "Where the light from ever more distant stars reaches us in successive waves for ever."

Olbers looks doubtful for a moment and then says, "For ever? That won't work. The sun covers 1 part in two hundred thousand of the sky. Assuming that to maintain your, "Comfortable temperature" you would need stellar surfaces to continue to cover that 1 part in two hundred thousand and assuming that dead stars still block the same portion of the sky as they did when they were alive, then you could only extend the life of universe by a factor of 200 000 by your scheme. After that stars would fill the sky as I predicted, it is just that they would be dead stars. They would be heated by the light coming from greater distances still but the heat would be diffuse and unusable, equal in every direction."

"A warm heat death instead of a cold one." You say.

Thea looks down at you, "Lifekind would live comfortably for 20 quintillion years instead of just 100 trillion, Tiny One. That would give Lifekind so much more time to find the real answer to infinite life, so much more time to search the adjacent possible. Do it, Tiny One!"

You return to your normal life, filled with new possibilities and a greater appreciation for the wonderous universe. An expanding universe keeps the sky from filling with Hot stars as Olbers predicted and so prevents a fiery death for Life. The Big Rip may be unpleasant, but we have billions of years to find a way to prevent it and it may be the teacher we need to find a balance between hot and cold.

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.

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.
Gaia's bursting through boundaries is a painful and joyful process.
It is the pain of Earth giving rebirth to herself.
It is the joy of a myriad new possibilities emerging.
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 Rebirthing and 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 week be blessed with life and love. Blessed be.

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