Mandala Meditations and Full Moon Manifestations

Happy Full Flower Moon

 

It’s abundantly clear- In the era of Covid-19, nothing is certain.

Wait…Wasn’t life always uncertain, though?  

The only thing that has ever been certain is, sure as shit, things are gonna change.  Everything is always in a constant state of flux.  Nothing stays the same for long.  Maybe we just all got a little too comfy with the illusion of security for a minute.  Welp…nothing like a global pandemic to strip away that veil.  And what are we left with?  The truth that we don’t have much time.  The hard fact that we have royally fucked ourselves by horribly abusing the sacred planet that we call home.  Many of use are staring our own mortality in the face right now.  Is it even possible to find a silver lining in all this death and chaos?  Maybe, just maybe this shadow time has something to teach us.

I’ll tell you one thing, I’m creating now more than ever.  It’s not that now I have time whereas before I didn’t, or that now I have more energy.  No.  To be totally transparent, living with depression during a pandemic is a struggle.  Every day is different.  Luckily, I have the tools of yoga, meditation and art making to help me cope in healthy ways.  I’ll tell you what, this forced isolation has given me the opportunity to turn inward in ways I never have and dig deeper than ever.  From the manure of life sprouts new growth.  What’s been sprouting up for me is lots of new art, and real, true connections with other magical souls.  My sankalpa, or my life’s mission statement, is Live Artfully.  I find that now, within this crisis, I am embodying that in a deeper way.

My newest series, Mandala Meditations, is very much a product of these times. It is a response to the fear of this collective shadow work that we are all knee deep in right now.  Creating these pieces was a way for me to find my center when my mind became overwhelmed and chaotic.  Making these repetitive marks, like a moving meditation, brought me back home to myself time and time again.  The act of sharing these expressions with a world under lockdown was truly it’s own living art piece.  What a profound and priceless gift.  Thank you for being such an integral part of my world and for reminding me that this work matters.

Mandala Meditations

Eye of Earth


Essence of Svadhisthana

Desert Medicine


Whirling Anahata

Vishuddhi Howl

Ajna Prism

Flower Moon

My Love

Yin and Yang

Amethyst Dream

I Am Whole

Be.

It’s hard to put into words what making and giving this art has meant to me.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.  Remember- you are never alone.  Keep going, keep creating.  May we consider that this intense and dark moment in human history is perhaps an opportunity to explore new ways of Being.

Love, love, love,

Sedona

February Shadows.

Welcome to fucking February.

February just sucks.  I live in Kansas City where winters are COLD.  The last leg of winter is always the worst.  Though February is short, it feels SO LONG.  In the shadow of our lofty New Years resolutions, many of us feel overwhelmed by trying to solve all of our problems at once.  Many of us had the best intentions, yet we have already begun to fall short of our own expectations.  We were effervescent and brimming with inspiration on January 1st, what the hell happened to that?  We made lists, we made vision boards, we made promises.  “This time it’ll be different.  This time, I’ll be different.  I’m becoming the best version of myself!” (barf) we told ourselves.  By now, we have begun to settle back into the comfy leather chair of our old habitual thought patterns.  Not to mention, there’s that holiday coming up centered around romantic love that leaves many of us without a partner feeling like shit.  Shouldn’t there be a national holiday for single peeps?  National day of autonomy + self love.  Everyone buy yourself chocolate and get a massage.  Toast to yourself and masturbate all day.

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it’s ok to take a moody selfie sometimes.

February is a time of shadows.  In a world where we can pick and choose what we show to the world, we shape how we are perceived.  We are literally branding ourselves with everything we chose to “like”, share and post.  It is so fucking easy to be fake.  It is so easy to choose the smiley selfie because it will get more likes rather than the weird artsy photo that you love but no one else gets.  It is so easy to show the bright and shiny side of your life and let the shadow remain hidden.  Because no one could ever relate, right?

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I am currently working on a series I’m calling “Shadows”.  This series is a compilation of old, discarded, half finished pieces that I dismissed at some point as “part of the process”.  Somewhere along the way, I got frustrated and threw a tantrum because what was coming out of me was not what I wanted to show.  I deemed these particular pieces unworthy to show and cast them aside to forget about.  I’ve decided to pull those half finished creations out of the shadows and explore why I was adverse to this side of me.  Each piece of art I create is an expression of me.  Why have I chosen to hide some of those parts of myself?  Is there some cohesive thread that ties all this work together?  We’ll find out.  And then I’ll show you.

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For the month of February, I challenge you to embrace your Shadow.  Ask yourself: what image am I putting out into the world?  Is it real and authentic?  If no- why?  What fear is standing in the way of me truly connecting with others?  What am I hiding behind and what is there to hide?

Yoga isn’t all about the bright and shiny, y’all.  It’s about the darkness, too.  Those of you who read frequently know my love of clichés.  So I’ll leave you with this:  without the darkness, there is no light.

And also, this: “Good luck exploring the infinite abyss.”  Yes, that is a quote from Garden State, which is a silly early aughts indie film that I love.  BE MORE EMO, ME!

Love to you all,

Sedona

 

What does making dream catchers have to do with yoga?

Arts and crafts are good fun and all…but what in the hell does messing with willow sticks and tying knots have to do with YOGA?

Everything, my friend.

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Everything about the dream catcher is symbolic.  The hoop itself (a “mandala”, in Indian culture) is a sacred circle that stands for unity and oneness.  Sound familiar?  Yoga literally means “to yoke”.  We use our yoga practice to unite our minds with our bodies.  We use the repetitive act of weaving our dream catchers to join the mind and body.  You can experience flow through yoga asana or through crafting netted sculpture.  Both are “art making”.  Both are ways to explore moving meditation.  Join our community circle o’ creativity this Saturday at Hagoyah (1-3pm) to experience moving meditation/flow!

Ps- I love this blog post detailing the history behind dream catcher making in Native American culture.  Happy reading!

Love,

Sedona