“Intentional Creativity is not a style of art, it is a lifestyle. To create with intention is the most natural thing in the world – to make a soup with love, to draw a picture of a mountain while listening to the mountain, to write something that serves as a message for encouragement for those in need and to soothe our inner battle, to include the suffering of others in a painting, to mark pottery with a map of stars. This is what it feels like to live the human experience when we are healed enough. This is natural life.” ― Shiloh Sophia
Greetings to our global Musea Community! During this month when we celebrate women, we have plenty of wonderful events to delight the Muse! Continue reading to see what we’re up to, enjoy a letter from my heart to yours and a poem I wrote in honor of International Women’s Day. Get a cuppa something good and settle in
Red Thread Letter #877
Creativity as a Lifestyle Choice
Intentional Creativity is a practice that includes a chosen path of healing and conscious initiation. What a gift to know about it, to practice it, to share it, and develop it with all of you, over these 25 years of devotion to the work.
We didn’t invent it, we don’t own it, we just KNOW about it, and choose it as a way of life. Creativity is not a style of art, it is a lifestyle. To create with intention is the most natural thing in the world – to make a soup with love, to draw a picture of a mountain while listening to the mountain, to write something that serves as a message for encouragement for those in need and to soothe our inner battle, to include the suffering of others in a painting, to mark pottery with a map of stars. This is what it feels like to live the human experience when we are healed enough. This is natural life.
When we are in chaos, crisis, and conquest we are forced to abandon intention as we flee, navigate, and create shelter both energetic and physical. Intention is one of the first things we don’t have time to invoke, yet it is one of the things we must invoke. This is what our ancestors employed in the most challenging of days. Not unlike these days. We cannot wait for the danger to end before we begin living with intention. The children hiding underground are making rainbows in the dark with crayons. We must.
The marks on the cave walls tell us of the relationship with animals and stars and plants. The marks on the drums tell of a time of oppression so that we don’t forget. The shapes on the pottery speak to the innate intelligence of our people thousands of years ago before the wars began. The groups of women together with their fantastic markings tell us that we have always been in groups, in sisterhood. The tools tell us that all genders worked together for good. The stories of the human family remind us not to forget where we came from. Mother. Earth. Red. Soil. Thirteen white moons. Images of sun, moons, and stars speak to non-linear time yet in relationship with the sacred.
Images show us the truth – we have not always been at war and it is not just inevitable. We can heal. Images show us the truth our ancient family wanted us to know – when we were equal, different but equal. What images and marks do you make about your life, family, and tribe today?
If we cannot heal everyone – all at once, we can heal ourselves, and in our own community. Each one of us is choosing to heal the scars. Sometimes one scar at a time is soothed with the salve of ceremonial painting and practice. At other times, suddenly all at once, our soul believes we are ready and we move to a healed enough place within a flash of a brush.
Practice is required for this kind of healing. It took generations to lodge in our hips, shoulders, and jaws. We must first embrace our bones in order for them to dance when we ask. Time at canvas, at soil, at song, at potting wheel. Our full attention is required amidst all of the other things that tug on our ankles.
At times it may seem as life demands we focus on something other than self-healing and chosen initiation. How can we take such precious time and resources when so much is in need of mending? How can we not? If we are not well enough, we cannot feel we are enough, and we cannot find the path to ourselves. And in time, the path to others who also need soul medicine.
With you for the healing journey of a lifetime that this community invokes in all of us.
LOVE and MORE LOVE,
Would you like to take your Intentional Creativity Practice to the next deepest place – join us for Apothecary. Truly it is an honor to teach with Jonathan. This class is open to all and inclusive of all. You haven’t seen anything like this before. Medicine painting creates a visual and energetic record of a healing journey. You would likely never regret taking a healing journey like this. The world inside, and outside, can look different. Let’s do the work www.medicinepainting.com.
This painting is my first Apothecary Painting, Labrys in my Teapot, painted live on camera in our first run-through. Years ago it seems…..This painting changed everything for me.
Poem in honor of International Women’s Day
by Shiloh Sophia
I just can’t imagine it.
How many millions of women
throughout the world
to heal the bias,
to break the bias.
International Women’s Day,
how much we fight
for the right to be human,
to be equal, to have justice
to have safety. (Really?)
How much life force
do we take and make
to ensure our right
to determine our own life?
I just can’t imagine it.
The energy it takes to defend
should be sacred.
that is already sacred,
How can any person
born of woman
where they came from?
From your mother.
I want to imagine a world
where women are honored
without having to fight,
educate, defend ourselves
and our children and earth.
A place where bias is
no longer the conversation.
We have moved beyond.
I am imagining it right now.
I have to imagine it right now.
I can’t imagine living in a world
where women are not honored.
So I will live in a world where
we are. Where I am.
Where all beings are.
And so it is. Blessed Be.
I Have Always Been With You – Painting