Four white robes with bald heads (except for one small patch on top) kneeling before the black-robed Roshi. A single candle burning near the Buddha behind him. Surrounded by black robes seated on cushions on mats.
Three bows for your parents and family.
All black chanting a monotone, "be one with the Sanga honorable for its harmony - the Buddha as been revealed." Punctuated by wood block claps. "I vow to refrain from talking about other's errors and faults."
Window open letting in the cool winter air to offset the heat of all the seated people.
"You will receive assistance putting on the robes. Since your a baby Buddha you must be dressed."
"Each of these times were hand-stitched."
"Only the Buddha can cut the last piece of hair on the top of your head."
The cushioned bell. Another chant.
"Cutting one's hair is cutting the root of human attachment."
A certain repetition and monotony seems to be built into the ceremony from my nanosecond 21st century perspective.
- beads - bell - bowing -