ByGiora Carmi
This drawing (The one at the top) is full of people. All of them are suffering. Their hard lives left marks on them. They are thinking all the time, remembering the harsh, the longed-for, the yearnings. They are colorful in a grey way. Each of them is a story of unchanging, of stagnating, of holding…
ByGiora Carmi
There was a ladder ready to climb There was a golden gate to open Then the inner wind came running Like a wild mythological animal And took everything away with it Come, we’re going Forget about the preparations. I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became involved with the…
ByGiora Carmi
I am leafing through blocks of mixed-media-paper that hold drawings and readings over a 13 day period. It is amazing to find that all the drawings dealt with the same issue, and that there is a movement there. I was not aware of these as I drew and read every day. They say that if…
ByGiora Carmi
I have not written for the blog for a long time. The reason is that I constantly change. In a strange way I do not know who I am, because every time I look to see, it is someone else. Is this an exaggeration? Yes. The changes are small but enough to bewilder me. I…
ByMichelle Adam
Have you ever traveled deep into your pain, only to discover it wasn’t yours?…only to discover it was love, an immense love you carried for another so fully that you were carrying their pain inside you? Back in New England, in the winter of 2001, I embarked on a shamanic journey—a lucid dreaming into my…
ByGiora Carmi
This drawing describes me exactly, as I am now. And it can show me the way to change this way that I am, into another one that I prefer, if I feel like it. It still surprises me to see how well this method works in showing me to myself. You can say that there…
ByMichelle Adam
The fire burned full and dark that night on the beach when my friend and I watched a car go up in flames under winter’s full moon. Unknowingly, we watched a man take his life, and weeks later, under the full moon, I gathered with shamans to help his lost soul cross to the other side….
ByGiora Carmi
Everything that I used to see as concrete is turning into states of moving energy. I haven’t written for the blog for quite a long time. The reason is that I am changing and for a while I lost the clear feeling of direction. I would wake up every morning and ask: Where am I? What…
ByMichelle Adam
Tonight the wind danced to chimes on the vine-covered tree outside my house, and a horse released wild cries as its front legs kicked defiantly into the air. I walked outside to record the sounds of what I later called “wind horse.” Tonight, after a month of absence, I also returned to the stories of…
ByGiora Carmi
You are swimming in the universe. You ask: How can I feel better now? You sense how the question changes everything in the universe. You gulp it in and swallow the universe completely. You feel how it becomes you. Now you are those vibes. Lick your lips. It was good. Now, when you start feeling…
ByRobyn Harris
Something that I often hear from clients – and that I’ve felt myself, at times, in my journey with Dax – is a sense of frustration around facing an issue that they thought had been dealt with in the past. It can be rather disheartening to feel that we’re ‘going nowhere’ or that the actions…
ByGiora Carmi
This is about looking up, while meditating or imagining. It is a good idea, and a strange thing too, as in an infinite field, where there cannot be any place that is different from another, there is no middle, no side, no up and no down. So looking up belongs to the relative world. Some…