A candle is lit and my thoughts go out to Grandmother Whitedeer who posted a few of my posts from Insectamonarca to the Sisterhood of Planetary Water Rites, of which I am a council member.
This is my alter with candle, fossils, driftwood, Worth Cooley-Prost’s beautiful handmade glass looking like raindrops, a feather and cedar. May our hearts always lift to the Faraway Vision. May we always honor our sisters who were part of the Sisterhood of Planetary Water Rites. May we always remember to do Ceremony for the Highest Good.
I am so happy we are reuniting again, The Sisterhood of Planetary Water Rites, to protect water and other gifts of Mother Earth. The hour is upon us as Climate Change is affecting so much. Waiting for monarch butterflies to appear in central Massachusetts. Today we saw a fritillary butterfly but couldn’t get close enough to photograph. This photo is copyright Cindy Dyer.
” The glass is changing now, too; like the lizards, the glass has told me that to do rather than vice versa. When I teach glass occasionally, the first Understanding is that you come to the glass with Respect, and you listen and/or feel what it holds, then you work. I think most glass classes teach about what to do to glass, how to make it into something you’ve decided to make.
To me, that’s backwards. Each piece of glass is absolutely different from every other, and if you’re in relationship with it, it Becomes. I open with sage and wear a yoke (I didn’t know that’s what it was when a friend gave it to me about 10 years ago, saying she didn’t know why she’d brought it to me; I took it to the studio with me a couple of days later, put it around my neck without thinking, and then knew I was to wear it when I cut and fire the glass.) The Prayer to the 7 Directions and my Ancestors is that what is True, Beautiful, and Good for the People come from those places through me and into the glass, and that each piece hold those things, and that its person find it. I ask the same of the glass while it’s firing, thank it when it’s through, and ask before any show that people come find their particular glass. There’s been some amazing specificity at times.
For several years, Soul of Blue and Flame pieces get cut in full sunlight and Ocean gets cut at dawn or as the moon comes up. Since last year, I’ve been taking glass out to the moon (or sun, depending on the glass and the energy) at partiuclar times — Mayan Day Out of Time last July, some major eclipses, etc. — and it stays until sunrise so it carries whatever it and Moon do together. It’s changing again the last couple of months, not clear yet where it’s going but do know that I’m doing very few shows this year. I know more Ice Ancestors (glass on clear selenite slabs) are coming, since seeing a photo of what my daughter did with the one I gave her after the exhibit that honored Uncle: it’s on a windowsill where first sun comes through it. As soon as I saw the photo, I thought, “Of *course* and won’t puzzle about how people can use or display them. That’s between the glass and the people, I’m just the pizza man.”
This is my alter with candle, fossils, driftwood, Worth Cooley-Prost’s beautiful handmade glass looking like raindrops, a feather and cedar. May our hearts always lift to the Faraway Vision. May we always honor our sisters who were part of the Sisterhood of Planetary Water Rites. May we always remember to do Ceremony for the Highest Good.
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