Suddenly it dawns on me that I've been trying to make my whole life look good. Partly it's my "art life" so it will impress galleries. But really, it's my whole life. I'm trying to "make it come out right."
That's not what my life wants. My life doesn't care about looking good or coming out right. My life just wants to expand into its own fullness of being.
Isn't that what your life wants too?
The great thing is - that this is all contagious. Once I made an exhibit of my iron bowls and paper bowls called "Healing is Contagious." It's true.
When my bowl comes out of the fullness of my being, then that energy of aliveness is embodied in the bowl itself. When I devote myself - because I want to, not because I should - to assisting the bowl to come into its own fullness of life, on its own terms, then new aliveness is added to the world. This is a kind of spiritual energy. Then this energy is available to other people who meet and engage with the bowl.
I'm convinced that this kind of artmaking helps the world in two ways. It makes spiritual energy - positive creative energy - available to people who interact with the art itself. Beyond this, the process of making art this way releases this same energy out into the world as a whole. Someone on the other side of the earth breathes air that's different from before. As Bly put it in A Little Book on the Human Shadow, some of the Shadow energy in the world has been transformed into creative energy.
Paradoxically, it's only when I can give up on the idea of making my life look good, that I can do something good.
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