prompt: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2018/11/01/reenas-exploration-challenge-week-61/ Here is a complex thought for you to decipher. Choose a part of it, if you so desire, and use it as an inspiration to write your piece.
In the immensity of consciousness, a light appears — a tiny point which moves rapidly and traces shapes, thoughts, and feelings, like a pen writing on paper. And the ink which leaves a trace is memory. You are that tiny point and by your movement the world is ever re-created.
Sri Nisargadatta, I Am That
My recent illness left me unsure and uncertain as my creative direction. (I wrote about this here) For the past few years so much of my creative energy has been expended creating images and poems on the computer. For quite a while I’ve been feeling like I want to get back to more hands on work but I haven’t been able to find a way into it that inspired me. While I was sick the feeling grew even stronger.
When I first came home from hospital I was too sick to do much but note that these feelings were growing stronger. It’s only been the past few days that I’ve been starting to think that I might actually do something other than watch TV. Going through my art making supplies and sorting through my stash of art papers I kept thinking I’d like to make to some handmade journals but I had no idea what I’d put in them.
In the months before I got sick I moved house. The garden where I now live is dominated by a huge tree. When I moved in late winter the tree was still bare (I live in Australia). While I was in hospital spring sprung and by the time I got home the tree was covered in a spreading canopy of lush foliage.
It’s an enormous tree and everyone who visits my place comments on how beautiful it is. Many people ask what kind of tree it is but I haven’t been able to tell them. It wasn’t until this afternoon that I finally began to wonder if the internet could help me identify it. I found an online site where you can identify deciduous trees by their leaves and quickly discovered the tree is a North American Green Ash.
“In the immensity of consciousness, a light appears — a tiny point which moves rapidly and traces shapes, thoughts, and feelings, like a pen writing on paper.”
I had some vague idea that Ash trees were important in Celtic mythology so that led me on another search of online information. It wasn’t long before I discovered the Ash is a sacred tree in many cultures and the World Tree of Norse Mythology. Suddenly a wealth of information, ideas, legends and stories opened up for me. One idea that appealed to me was the Ash Fairy –
“The Ash Fairy is androgynous and ambiguous, carrying great mysticism and power and making many connections: between this world and the Otherworld, between masculine and feminine, and between differing ideas. The ash fairy understands that problems are rarely solved on the level at which they were created.” http://www.thegoddesstree.com/trees/Ash.htm
A couple of weeks ago when I thinking about healing I first read the idea that problems are rarely solved on the level at which they are created in a book by the Medical Intuitive Caroline Myss. This idea led me to some deep meditations and healing visualizations that really helped me pull myself out of the daze I was in. To discover that the fairy associated with the ash tree carried a similar message appeals to me. Lately I’ve been spending time every day sitting in the shade of the ash tree in my garden. Every time I sit there I have a sense that the tree holds some special kind of healing energy.
As is the way with internet searches one link led to another and I found myself reading post after post on a fascinating blog https://druidgarden.wordpress.com/
Many of the posts are illustrated with drawings from the author’s own journals. There are also posts describing the druid’s approach to creativity.
The ideas about the connections between spiritual practice, nature and creative expression really resonate with me and correspond to many of the ideas about creativity that I explored when I was deeply involved in writing haiku. Somehow though today’s internet explorations and the energy of the ash tree in my garden have lifted me into something new – some tiny spark has been ignited and I begin to see to my way into new creative expression. My ideas are moving rapidly and I’m sure it won’t be long before a new art journal begins to take shape.