Every year on New Year’s Eve, I read creation stories to my family. We light candles, sit in a circle, eat, drink, and read. This little ritual began as my protest to the vulgar commercialization of the New Year and the ponderous weight of trying to be/do/achieve something new every twelve months. Last year, I discovered, however that I felt like the ancient creation myths and the new ways of bringing in the new year messaged similar things. I wrote about it in my blog post from January 2015, committing to write my own creation myth to read this year. I like where it is going… even this little exercise is causing me to think differently about sacred literature. I am becoming Inspired, I gasp to myself, to write my own Scripture, my own sacred truth. Here’s what I’ve got so far. I hope you enjoy it. Happy New Year!
1 The beginning could not be reckoned in the time before time was reckoned. 2 For, what was had yet to know itself, and it could not know itself alone. 3 But, for its love, it could not be known. So it was that the beginning that could be reckoned was not the beginning but the beginning of loving, which was the beginning of knowing, which was the beginning of being. 4 And, in that beginning, a great ellipsis had already become of particle and light, and the particle and light thrummed through darkness forming a whole body. 5 Of the great ellipsis of particle and light, a body and a body and a body were formed, in and of the great ellipsis, thrumming through darkness. 6 The thrumming ellipsis pushed forward so far that its particle and light extended beyond itself and then beyond itself and then beyond itself, as though it were to separate, but it did not. 7 A whole body was formed, which was the beginning of the simultaneity of what was and what is and what will have been.
8 The particle and light were one and at once, yet inside the great thrumming ellipsis formed the measures of distance wherein the particles were thrumming, and it looked like dancing. 9 In the light, the particles now could see one another, and they loved one another, because they were dancing, 10 and they knew that they were dancing because they could see one another. 11 And so, what was not the beginning was the beginning of the being that could be reckoned, which was the beginning of loving, which was the beginning of being. They laughed, 12 and it was also the beginning of laughing.
2 And, then one day, a child was born to a woman, who grew to become a woman. 2 She recalled a time when she played, and the sun through the window cast patterns of particles and light across her bed. 3 The morning shone through the window, and captured the particles dancing in the light. 4 The child had a mother and a grandmother, 5 and when many long years had past, the child had a child and then a grandchild. 6 One day, the child, born to a woman, reckoned that she was a woman, 7 but the sun through the window had turned to dusk, 8 and the particles and light could barely be seen. 9 As the night came on, one by one, they appeared to rest in the darkness. 10 The child, born to a woman, began to fear. For, one by one, she could not see the mother and the grandmother. 11 Then, when many long years had past, she also could not see the child or the grandchild. She could no longer see the patterns across her bed. 12 She closed her windows and doors, because she could no longer see. 13 She closed her eyes, and it was so that she quietly entered the darkness.
3 In the beginning that could be reckoned, the great ellipsis that was of particle and light, continued its thrumming through the darkness. 2 A whole body was formed, which was the beginning of the simultaneity of what was and what is and what will have been, 3 and it was one. 4 And so one day, another came, who knocked at the door of the home where the child that was born to the woman, who had a child and then a grandchild, had been. 5 This other pushed open the door through the darkness, but it was dark, 6 and in the darkness it was too difficult to see. 7 There was a pushing through the darkness, that pushed against a window, 8 and the window parted. 9 And, the light poured in. 10 And, in the light, when the window parted, particles were floating in the light. 11 So many they were, and they moved in and around one another, although they had not seen. 12 For, they had forgotten that they were because they had not seen. And, in the light, as by dancing, they appeared to one another. 13 And, they loved one another, for they saw one another, and they were dancing. 14 And, they began to laugh.
4 Thus the beginning that could be reckoned for the great body that was every living thing that was and is and will have been was begun. Of light and particle pushing through darkness, it was begun. 2 And the great ellipsis was thrumming through darkness, and 3 the thrumming was not silent and it did not rest, 4 for it was only the beginning of the time that could be reckoned.
Natalie Kertes Weaver, Ph.D., is Chair and Professor of Religious Studies at Ursuline College in Pepper Pike, Ohio. Natalie’s academic books include: Marriage and Family: A Christian Theological Foundation (Anselm, 2009); Christian Thought and Practice: A Primer (Anselm, 2012); and The Theology of Suffering and Death: An Introduction for Caregivers (Routledge, 2013). Natalie’s most recent book is Made in the Image of God: Intersex and the Revisioning of Theological Anthropology (Wipf & Stock, 2014). Natalie has also authored two art books: Interior Design: Rooms of a Half-Life and Baby’s First Latin. Natalie’s areas of interest and expertise include: feminist theology; theology of suffering; theology of the family; religion and violence; and (inter)sex and theology. Natalie is a married mother of two sons, Valentine and Nathan. For pleasure, Natalie studies classical Hebrew, poetry, piano, and voice.