I vow to myself and to each of you:
To commit myself daily to the healing of our world
and the welfare of all beings.
To live on Earth more lightly and less violently
in the food, products, and energy I consume.
To draw strength and guidance from the living Earth,
the ancestors, the future generations,
and my brothers and sisters of all species.
To support others in our work for the world
and to ask for help when I need it.
To pursue a daily practice
that clarifies my mind, strengthens my heart,
and supports me in observing these vows.
—Joanna Macy (Active Hope: How to Face the Mess We’re in Without Going Crazy. Novato, CA: New World Library, p. 202)
Vows from a Wilderness Solo
May the shopper in me know when to drop.
May the river in me meander,
the crab skitter sideways,
and the warrior kill the irrelevant question.
May spirit rise in me like a bird riding waves of wind.
May the wind in me know when it's time to die.
May the warrior kill the irrelevant question,
the river meander,
and spirit enjoy the ride.
-- Candace Walworth, June 1997, just off County Road 285G, Vedawoo, Wyoming