Between her full self
and the ocean
spead the clouds.
Modestly slipping over
Thursday, September 29, 2016
Thursday, September 1, 2016
I have been on my path for 25 plus years, learning and researching, discovering and creating. Before the internet.... Before the Social media movement. I have worked hard to understand the complexities of the creative process as a healing trans formative experience. To learn things... Obtain knowledge... I have sacrificed my resources, time, relationships, and have moved to be close to the sources of my education. I have practiced and made things over and over to understand... Hone my skills... Explore my expressions and design improvements in the art I make and.... myself. The sacred object is an invitation to a connection to spirit and the translator... mediator... artist. It's not a thing... it's a conscious living being. It lives in the community... as each of us learns to see and explore each other... through ceremony, drumming, healing, celebrating....
Because of this work I have seen miracles... People's lives change... Beautiful places... Beautiful things...
And those desperate times when I could not imagine this working.... With no money... I have slept in the freezing and the damp... Places with mice and bugs... I have traveled 1000's of miles and slept in my car... a tent.... I know what it's like to be out there and alone... I know what it's like to be in a room full of people and not a single one understands what I do. This only affirmed the need to create more and bridge the spaces where the sacred, art and beauty are a universal language...
My work... Rattles, drums, jewelry, malas, pouches... Etc... Are born from my journey... They have moved out into the world finding homes and special places... Ceremonies... Healing rooms.... Drum circles... they are the children of my heart doing their work in the world. They speak a universal language across time, space, culture... moving into the deeper places of awareness and mystery. They invoke memories of something that once was and the present moment full of feelings and experiences. Sometimes, I even get to see them again along my continued journey and hear their stories.
This path has been my life line to my self awareness and as a personal healing... a creative therapy for the mind and soul. I would do it again.
The sacred object is an invitation to a connection to spirit and the translator... mediator... artist. It's not a thing... it's a conscious living being. it lives in the community as each of us learns to see and learn about each other... through ceremony, drumming, healing, celebrating....