The totems themselves are made from clay and a variety of natural objects that the art therapist shared with me. The shawl is made from a hornet’s nest, the wings from a milkweed pod, and the other ornamentations come from shells, leaves, thistles, and such. These little beings remind me of the dioramas I used to construct from found nature objects when I was a small child, and as such, they seem to call in an energy of play. Now, each morning, before I begin writing, I kneel at the altar, I light a candle, and I ask for whatever assistance I think I might need in my writing practice. Often, I ask for ease and flow and the ability to really sink into and enjoy the process. And, lo and behold, it seems to be working. I am writing with greater ease and more self-compassion. And a lot of that is coming out of the shift in my approach. That, rather than approaching my practice in a purely instrumental way — to get something out of it, or to produce something — I’m approaching it with ritual, with reverence, as a sacred energetic practice that is worthwhile no matter what is produced. A teacher of mine recently shared this beautiful quote from John O’Donohue’s book Beauty: The Invisible Embrace: What you encounter, recognize or discover depends to a large degree on the quality of your approach. Many of the ancient cultures practiced careful rituals of approach. An encounter of depth and spirit was preceded by careful preparation.
When we approach with reverence, great things decide to approach us. Our real life comes to the surface and its light awakens the concealed beauty in things. When we walk on the earth with reverence, beauty will decide to trust us. The rushed heart and arrogant mind lack the gentleness and patience to enter that embrace.
The approach matters. And the ritual of the approach matters. And the reverence that we bring to these sacred acts of ritual matters. The astrologist Caroline Casey says that ritual is a way of showing the gods you mean it. That, in taking an ethereal idea and grounding it into the realm of a physical ritual, you demonstrate your dedication to manifesting that thing in the real world. Another important part of the ritual is creating the sacred circle inside of which I can engage in this devotional practice of writing. That means setting boundaries. Because the time and space I am setting aside for writing cannot be sacred if I just let anyone or anything inside. At the moment, some of the most essential boundaries relate to my phone. I toggle it to “do not disturb” as soon as I wake up and leave it there while I go for my morning walk (where I contemplate what I will write about), eat breakfast, and then engage with my writing practice. This creates a kind of sacred boundary around my brain so that I can enter into my writing ritual undistracted. Of course, I make mistakes. A few days ago, I thought it’s okay to crack the door open for just a minute and take a peak, and as soon as I opened the door, in plopped a text from my ex. It was a mild, administrative communication so no big deal really. But a clear lesson in: If you break your boundary and open your texts, you really don’t know what’s going to spill in. And it definitely might not be something you want in your sacred space. I am receiving lots of lessons about boundaries lately. I am learning what happens when I fail to respect the boundaries that I myself have set. (Shame, disappointment, distraction.) And I am learning what happens when I do respect them. (Safety, sacredness, presence, magick!) Boundaries help me be in deeper relationship with myself and my creativity. When I draw that sacred circle around myself and my writing practice, I am able to drop in with significantly more presence, ease, and tenderness. This grace alone is worth it. More and more, I am understanding that the point of ritual isn’t to “get something out of it.” It’s to cultivate a relationship. The practice is showing up with reverence. Everything else is gravy.
LINK ABOUT IT A gripping and emotional interview that covers a lot of territory: Ocean Vuong on writing as a medium for understanding suffering. Austin Kleon on: The power of thinking outside of your head. (I am a big fan of Annie Murphy Paul and extended mind theory, as well!) Rebecca Solnit on how: The US is being stripped for parts. I learned many things in this conversation with Thomas Friedman about what we’re getting wrong about China. File under "dog wisdom": Why humans don’t shake off trauma like animals do. A streaming music “translator” if you don’t have Spotify. Link ideas from: Austin Kleon, Ordinary Plots, Ann Friedman.
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