In order to overcome my failures, I decided to do a failure ritual. I took all the destroyed sketches and journey entries I ripped apart and burned them. In an extreme state of neurosis I burned them in a hole I dug in the dirt, focusing on the cycle of life while I watched the paper burn, owning the death and welcoming renewal. I surrounded the circle with my crystals; the crystals are used during ritual to promote the cleansing of negative energies. Once the paper had transformed into ashes, I buried them in the dirt to allow them to grow into something new. I videotaped this ritual on my phone, and it died before the paper completely burned. The video I am going to share with you is really only part of the process, but I am glad I got most of it on video.
By releasing negative energy, and welcoming in the new, I was able to create a new body of work that I am really excited about. I have started a spiritual art practice of web making. I am calling it Weaving Webs of Interconnectedness. I have recently discovered the weaving of webs to be a therapeutic process, one that will now be a part of my art practice. What started off as an idea for a simple project, transformed into a catalyst of self-discovery.
I had first learned about webs of interconnectivity in my research last semester. In Starhawk’s book Spiral Dance, she talks a great deal about our role in the web of life, connecting us, and intertwining us with the universe. Ceremonial artist and shaman Donna Henes weaved webs as ritual performance pieces during the feminist art movement in the 1970’s, which focused upon Great Goddess symbolism.
Weaving webs is instinctual and embodied in femininity; women control the life cycle. Webs represent not only our interconnectedness to the Divine, but also the magic in which women are creators.
You’ll get through it. We’re all in this together, you know. Think of all the great things in your life — waking up to the birds and the sun, sometimes the rain, which is nice, too. Tea, coffee, scrambling eggs, ‘good mornings’ exchanged, a bit of gossip, perhaps. Do you like the radio in the morning? TV? Scanning email, the news? All these things matter. Everyday things, the boring things, the little things throughout your day that make you, YOU happy. Snap the beauty of this world, share it on Instagram, Twitter, whatever, get it out there. Buy yourself an ice cream, sit outside and take in the world and the sky. Life has a way of pulling you in, whatever it is – it will pass and you will thank the universe for correcting itself once again.
poem by shane koyczan
“I hope that listening to this will make the person see snippets of beauty again; beauty in the text, in the sky, in memories.”
raise my arms to climb.
climb out of this hole i’ve been lost in.
there must be a way around.
breathe in, and in that moment, quiet.
breathe out, and find the beat.
open my chest, open my heart.
open my mind.
i bring with me the hole i’ve been lost in.
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No down comforters on my bed.
Sleep is hard enough when you don’t have
feathers and bills and memories
poking you in the early morning hours.
Just take a few pills,
let the feeling take you over and
try your best to drift off into
some made-up land of NSW or PDX.
Fly on broomsticks,
romp around the shores,
but whatever you do,
Don’t let the mean reds
take you over and
save your money
for when you have to
help a friend in need.