Shamanism was the catalyst that reconnected me with my creativity (amongst other things) when I’d let it go. While receiving a soul retrieval to help through a period of depression, I journeyed myself, without knowing it. That night, I painted a picture of one the visions that I saw. The next day I painted two more pictures of the vortices seen in that journey. It was the first time I’d picked up a paintbrush in about eleven years. Now many, many journeys later, I find that creativity and shamanic work quite often go hand in hand. It’s a way of honouring what I’ve been shown. Sometimes it’s a token of love to the guides whom I work with, sometimes a bridging into this reality of a medicine received. Most of the time, it’s work that flows from Spirit through my heart and into my hands, so that I don’t know what the end product will look like. I become the hollow bone, trusting and knowing that the essence will be exactly what is needed.
Journey 1-1. 2011. Acrylic and glitter on canvas. The first painting that came through after I’d had my soul retrieval.
Journey 1-2. Acrylic on canvas. The second painting after the soul retrieval.
Journey 1-3. 2011. The third painting that arrived after the soul retrieval.
AM. 2016. Acrylic on canvas. A beautiful practice I was taught to honour and strengthen the relationship of the guides and allies who work with us is to create a representation of them in physical form. I invite you to try this and see where it leads you.
The Seed. 2016. Hemp, hair, ash, wood, cotton. In 2015-2016 I participated in The Moon And The Mothers, a shamanic intuitive healing course run by Rebecca Wright. This is the map of the journey undertaken.
Guides. 2016. Watercolour and ink.
Moon Meditation. 2016. Watercolour and ink.
Journey 2-1. 2015. Acrylic on canvas.
Journey 2-2. 2015. Acrylic on canvas.
Balance Point. 2015. Photograph. Sweatlodge, Gibside, Tyne and Wear.