I have been working on a Self-Portrait as part of my Magical Women series. I ran into a little bit of artist's block during the Fall when I became VERY busy with school and did not have time to pay attention to my own work. Working on the self portrait has enabled me to get back in touch with my own personal spiritual practice (as anyone who reads this blog knows, art is a huge part of my spiritual practice) and back on track with making art and making progress on other projects. Whew, long sentence.
February 11, 2025
Too many people on the bus from the airport
Too many holes in the crust of the earth
The planet groans
Every time it registers another birth
Paul Simon inBorn at
the Right Timeon his Rhythm of the Saints Album
The planet is fine. It’s
the people who are f*cked.George Carlin
The Earth We Walk Upon. The Kingdom. Malkuth. These are a
few of the terms used in my spiritual tradition to refer to our home, this
planet called Earth.
How do you define “humanity”? What is your contribution
to the collective space of humanity? How does your spiritual path support this
definition and contributions?
I have been thinking about these questions ever
since they were put forth to me, and I am realizing that my definition of
humanity is actually pretty broad. In my own mind, I have been using the term “personhood” as
opposed to “humanity” to denote an independent, sentient individual. Sometimes
I feel as though the term humanity is not all embracing enough.
January 29, 2015
Finding My Avalon
One of my earliest
childhood memories is of singing along with my father as he either played the
banjo or the ukulele. I learned a lot of “old timey” songs that way, including
one called “Avalon,” penned by Al Jolson way back in the long ago time. The
chorus stays with me, and although the song was later recorded by Louis
Armstrong (also of favorite of my Dad’s), it’s my father’s voice I always hear
in my mind when I think about the lyrics.
In my practice as an artist, I often feel called to explore
the divine in its many manifestations, but I am most interested in the Feminine
Divine. This is a calling I have felt for many, many years, reaching back into
my early childhood when I wondered why many ancient cultures could see the
female in the divine, but Western beliefs had no room for the feminine. God was
a white bearded man sitting on a cloud somewhere, and he had a white, brown
bearded son, and an amorphous Holy Ghost who may or may not have been in
possession of a gender.
Personal practice is one of those things that I try to
impress upon my students – to just develop some kind of practice, whether it is
mindfulness meditation or journeying or guided meditations. It is necessary in
a variety of life’s passages to have the focus needed to accomplish great work
– whether the work is of a spiritual nature, an artistic nature, or just about
anything that needs doing. As a teacher, I often find myself guilty of falling
down on this end of my spiritual practice, just as any other human being trying
to navigate this world would be.
We are already into the second week of 2015, and I have not
set any New Year’s resolutions. Resolutions have come to seem like a very
meaningless exercise to me as they are so often unfulfilled. Coming across a
writing prompt called “New Year’s Intentions” seems much more likely to inspire
me to try things out a new way. I can state an intent without feeling the same
feeling of inevitable failure that making a resolution seems to bring me.
Last year, during the summer, I had every intention of
keeping my blog going on a regular basis.
I have previously written about the connection between
creativity and depression when I wrote about my own experience with depression
a few years ago. I found that was utterly incapable of being creative or in any
way productive during that time. During
that period of my life, it was a good day if I made it out of bed and didn’t
spend the entire day weeping. I am usually a happy, extroverted person – most
people would probably not think I ever suffer from depression, but as one of
those creative types, I can tell you I am as capable of it as anyone else.
Here is my latest painting of the Irish god Lugh for the Celtic festival of Lughnasadh, which is celebrated on August 1. It is Watercolor, 12" x 16." The original is available for sale, just shoot me an email.
The Irish holiday Lugnasadh traditionally takes place on
August 1 and is attributed to the Irish god Lugh. It also celebrates the harvesting of the
first fruits of the year, often corn and potatoes. It is the custom to talk of
sacrifice at this time of year, as heard in the folk song of John Barleycorn.
I am very pleased to share that I will be participating in
Meinhart Gallery’s “Midsummer Night’s Dream” exhibition with my paintingTitania. Meinhart Gallery is located at
6 East Holly Avenue in Pitman, Jersey, and the exhibition will run Tuesday,
August 5 through September 30, 2014. There will be a Fourth Friday reception on
August 29 from 6:00 PM to 9:00 PM.
When I first learned of the exhibition, I was unsure of what
I could submit for the show. I had previously done a painting of Titania with
Bottom, for those who recall the characters from Shakespeare’s play.