Examples Of Rites Of Passage In My Life

Rite of Passage in My Life Throughout the lives of people all around the world, they must go through what is called is a rite of passage. Some go through numerous rites of passage during their lifetime. This idea of the rite of passage is a time in one’s life that they experience a change in identity. For women as an example, beginning the steps to womanhood come with an adolescent girl getting her first period, but in other cutlers they may see the steps towards womanhood very differently. As one begins to go through a rite of passage, they must go through three stages, separation, liminality, and incorporation. In my own personal life I have been through many rites of passage. Some may not be as significant as others, but they were each life changing moments in my own life. The rite of passage that I had most recently gone through was moving in with my future husband. This may seem as an everyday thing for many, but it was actually quite a special moment in my life. For the last nearly 21 years of my life I have lived under the roof of my parents. They
have cared for me since I was a baby, and tended to each of my every needs. They have watched as I grew into the woman that I am today, and have been able to witness first hand each of the rites of passages that I have gone through to get me to where I am today. Just a few months ago I began the process of leaving the home that I had made so many memories in, leaving the parents that have always been no further than a phone call away, and took the step to move in my future husband. This was not an easy process for me, or anyone for that matter, in fact I would actually consider this one of the most important rite of passage that I have experienced thus far into my life. As I began my journey from the four walls of my lightly gray painted room, and moved all of my collectibles into my new home, I realized what the separation stage was all about.
Many of my favorite items could not move with me since I was now moving my stuff in with someone else’s things, and my parents surely couldn’t go with me! I felt myself making that leap from the child into the true adult. I was sort of cutting away from the child that I was when I slept with my stuffed doggie, Brownie, every night, and becoming someone’s roommate/housemate. I was becoming someone new. Now having responsibilities and bills that had to be payed, and no reminders from Mom and Dad. I was my own alarm clock, and cook. I now had to clean my own house and feed my own cat. There was no longer going to be someone looking over me and fixing the pieces that I may have missed like there was when I lived under my parent’s
roof. For the first couple of weeks I was in a state of in-between. Not all of the bills had been transferred yet, and there were still small items that had to be purchased in order to make our house a home. This stage is known as liminality, and it is the transition phase. So during this time I wasn’t my complete adult self yet. I still had things that had to be taken care of by others. My parents paid my phone bill until my part of the contract was up, and kept me on their insurance until the end of that month.