At the Charnel Ground or boneyard of the soul, we may ask, where do these bones come from? And whose bones
are these anyways so carelessly strewn about with no proper burial or rite of passage? I’m talking
about the remnants of you upon which the vulture sits: dreams mutilated, desire discarded, passions left
to rot, the decay of creativity, the anguish of giving up. What has become tangled in that heap of remains?
These are the bones of you calling out, waiting to be put back together. As the days grow shorter,
shadows grow longer and the veil between this world and the other is thinnest.
Now is the season to remember and reclaim Self through
The messenger has found a treasure; crow has not forgotten. The answers are rich, but buried beneath.
The top layer appears gruesome, but as we gather up these bones, what once frightened us now gives comfort.
Through journal writing, through collage, painting, taping, mending, healing, we begin to see the bones of our authentic
visions and truths dancing themselves back to life from the Charnel Ground. Do not look away.
What was once abandoned now becomes reclaimed. Our truest desires come forth from the realm of darkness
as we greet shadow as an old dear friend. These are the stories we will tell, bone by bone, page by page, by combining words
with imagery in the safe container of a Visual Journal.
Workshop fee of $275.00 includes 2 very
full days of intensive instruction combined with radical
artistic freedom and 1 informative Workbook providing detailed descriptions of all exercises from
workshop as well as plenty of homework for
ongoing investigation. Meals and housing are not included.