The vermillion square of corduroy is something I found on a search for an orange altar cloth I've probably never made. That will quite likely change at some point over this month. For now I am contemplating the next energy center by way of the High Priestess (renamed Enchantment) card I made within my own modest and woefully incomplete foray into creating a deck of my own. For me this card embodies everything sacral that I'm likely to focus on at a personal level. But who knows. A co-creative process like this forges its own path as a collective energy grows enough to really hone in on itself. Literally anything could happen! For any and all of us!
While I was looking for the non-existent orange cloth I ran across this red based cloth I recalled upon sight but didn't remember when I began to rummage in the box. Once I had ironed it and sat holding it for a little while I decided to set it out on the corner of my coffee table workspace. To let it be the place where I kept personal track of my equally personal experiences with this ongoing process.
Previously I had the High Priestess and the red square on the edge of my long artist's altar. Thought it was good to include a glimpse of mine since I'm about to ask if you have one too. Everybody who's reading here and working/playing in their own ways is an unquestioning creative light of one or many kinds.
Yesterday (when the sun was shining) I created an intentional chakra-ish altar on the cloth I placed on the coffee table. This little basket of stones and ceremonial talismans seems important. Am I the only one here that spent years wishing to make the plural talisMEN?
The symbol for the second/sacral chakra is a crescent moon oriented like a sheltering bowl or Hathor's sacred horns. Either reference works well for this chakra. So does the simple inner memory of a beautiful crescent moon that rose and/or set with this orientation - luminous and electrified within a perfect summer-indigo sky.
I like the relationship of: the sacred home of 'I'
Almost every reference I consulted lists carnelian as the stone of choice for this chakra. I've always hewed towards citrine and this was no exception. The small sliver of baby citrine crystals on the right holds deep personal significance from my (younger) roaring twenties. The color to re-balance an over saturated sacral center is BLUE. The raw aquamarine beryl above is a stone I personally collected as a newly 9 year old child. Back in June I set it outside for awhile - moving it from place to place to collect information 'on the ground' as well as light. Have held it some every day since, you know, we elected a president and then the aftermath of that was pretty much like I and everybody else who's been primarily focused on the psycho-neuro angle of things thought it would be. So there's been a lot of just holding on to the stone and concentrating on the ongoing intention to allow my emotions to exist without being overwhelmed by them.
'thinking how things will be' and actually living through them is a whole other beast. Sometimes my ongoing sense of life as we live our human experience(s) as individuals and a collective pretty much boils down to that particular truth.
Visualize an orange bowl. What does it look like? Is it an actual bowl in your life? Can you get it out/re-purpose it as a bowl of sacral contemplation?
I have an enormous orange tupperware bowl. It's existed since my son first learned to walk. In fact the first time he walked all the way across a room unaided he did so specifically in order to sit in the bowl and laugh at great length. Since then the orange bowl has become a fixture on the kitchen table of every place we've lived. It's always there. I always think "that's the perfect sacral orange." I have never before today thought to imagine re-purposing that bowl for part of an afternoon and using it to do something meditational and healing with the sacral chakra in mind.
Would like to do something that elevates the fact that it's plastic somehow. Like fill it full of freshly plucked gardenia flowers that are only partially opened. So maybe I'll do that over the summer when we're up at the crown and Our Lady is in flower. For now I'm just going to remove and relocate all the plastic bags and partial garlic heads, cough drops, just the ring portions of canning lids and so forth. Wash it by hand and elevate it. Let it be a metaphor for everything that's been overlooked, over-filled, and over-extended.
I'll have to sleep on figuring out what I'm going to "do" once I actually get as far as what I've described. Am kinda getting the rough idea as I sit here staring at the keyboard and letting the notion take a bit more form. Day one of the emo-center was one of cascading rain. Our stream is running quite briskly and by the time the rain slowed down enough to consider going for a visit I was all emo'd out. I want to do orange things that are basic and rudimentary and possibly only knowable in true significance by me. I want the equivalent of Jung retreating to make a replication of his childhood village from mud, straw, and stones. I know I over-rely on that analogy but it's always been a very powerful totem of a story for me.
I want to collect orange as the color appears in this studio specifically. I just want to see what orange IS to me as a color existing in my ongoing landscape...
today I'm bringing back the post in which I shared the major arcana tarot card mock-ups I've created with fabric collages.