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Ancestor Blessing – intuitive artwork

Posted May 4, 2012 by Jo Crawford in Art Journal, Creativity  |  24 comments

by Jo Crawford on May 4, 2012

Yesterday as I followed Dina Wakley’s tips on intuitive layering and painting, a powerful image emerged in my art journal. Shadowy shapes began to step out from the page, taking the form of a group of women circling a magical orb.

I see my foremothers in their loving embrace of the precious gift that is my life to live. I am calling this piece Ancestor Blessing.

The energy of this piece reminds me of an excerpt from John O’Donohue’s beautiful poem, Beannacht/Blessing:

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours

May it be so.

 

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What is Remembered, Lives

Posted October 30, 2011 by Jo Crawford in Ancestral Threads  |  21 comments

by Jo Crawford on October 30, 2011

Over the next few days, in the Northern hemisphere, we will gather to honour our beloved dead with Halloween, Samhain, All Souls’ Day and Dia de los Muertos celebrations.  Far from the ghoulish pranks of mainstream Halloween, the origins of these holidays are ancient and sacred.

It is at this time of lengthening nights – when the veil between this world and the next is the thinnest – that the whispers of the ancestors can be heard.  It is a time to pay our respects to our beloved dead and welcome new life for the year ahead.  It is simply a time to hold the cycle of life in reverence in our hearts and at our hearths.

Here at Crafting the Sacred we have been celebrating our ancestors’ legacies for the entire month of October with the Ancestral Threads guest series.  We gathered together in our virtual circle to hold sacred space to honor those who came before.

Together we wove the threads of our ancestors’ stories – both grand and mundane – into a tapestry of healing connection:

We shared the complexity of accepting our ancestors and understanding their hardships;

We explored the ancestral healing to be gained through dreamwork and nature rituals;

We saw how their lives shaped how we see ourselves and what is passed on to our children;

We danced to celebrate their lives and stitched their names to mark their deaths;

We made ancestor altars from mementos and created mini shrines; and

We honored a grandmother we never knew and a mother who left magic in her passing.

And so it is that with each story and remembrance, we breath life once more into our beloved dead.

As we speak their names in compassion, we send healing back into our family lines.

And as we light candles in their memory, we light the way for those to follow.

What is remembered, lives.

 

Who do you wish to honour on our virtual Wall of Remembrance?

Please share their names and stories in the comments below.

 


I am so grateful to all the guests who made Ancestral Threads possible with their heartfelt sharing:

Anu Athanikar, Elise Allen, Fran Riley, Jackie Stewart, Little World Traveler, Katrina Martin Davenport, Kristen, Michelle Millichip, Sherri Lynn Wood, and Zion Free Johnson.

Photo by  Marla Showfer

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Sacred Sightings: Ancestral Threads

Posted October 21, 2011 by Jo Crawford in Ancestral Threads  |  12 comments

by Jo Crawford on October 21, 2011

This links round-up focuses on connecting with those who have gone before through creativity.

 

 

Mexican-American artist Jorge Rojas gives oracle readings using corn tortillas as his divination tool.

In this insightful interview, he shares how his corn tortilla practice is deeply rooted in the corn-honoring traditions of his ancestors.

 

It wasn’t until after I started doing the “Tortilla Oracle” that I began learning some of the history and mythology around maize. I was amazed to learn that shamans of Aztec and Mayan cultures used corn kernels for divination.
Jorge Rojas, Artist


After years of photographing the effects of war all over the globe, photographer Lori Grinker is on a very personal quest to document how war and genocide effected her family — by meeting and photographing the descendants of her Lithuanian Jewish ancestors. You can help Lori make this happen by funding her Kickstarter campaign.

The first thing that struck me was the absence of a people. How do you photograph absence?
Lori Grinker, Photographer


PBS’ Faces of America with Henry Louis Gates, Jr., showcases the ancestral stories of 12 well-known American actors, writers and poets. The show (now on DVD) is an excellent look at how social movements, family history and genetics makeup the USA of today.

My favorite moment is when it is revealed that Poet Laureate Elizabeth Alexander and Political Satirist Stephen Colbert are distantly related — they both laugh and talk of the connection they felt when they met.

Our complete ancestry is within us. The individual is a result of a long chain of ancestors which are all still within us, and execute power over us.
Gustav Landauer, Philosopher

Artist Effy Wild of Wild Precious Life offers this simple how-to tutorial on creating a mixed media artwork to honor your ancestors – perfect to place at your hearth in this ancestral season.

I was thinking about my lineage ~ both the blood kind and the spiritual kind. Though it appears to the casual viewer that I was just hanging out with my peeps, making pretty things, every layer, every spot of paint, every moment was full of reverence for those who’ve come before me.
Effy Wild, Artist

Archeological excavations in Blombos cave, east of Cape Town, South Africa, have uncovered evidence of an early art studio from 100,000 years ago. These art supply remnants show that even our earliest ancestors felt the spark to create beauty and meaning in their lives.

It shows humans had the conceptual ability to source, combine and store substances that were then possibly used to enhance their social practices…It’s possible the paint was used to paint bodies, human skin. It could have been used to paint designs on leather or other objects.
Professor Henshilwood, Archeologist

 

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My Ancestors Live Through Me

Posted October 12, 2011 by Jo Crawford in Ancestral Threads  |  23 comments

by Jo Crawford on October 12, 2011

As I mentioned before this month’s Ancestral Threads series is born from my personal ancestral healing journey.  Through this journey I embarked on a sleuthing expedition to get to know my ancestors and the healing needed – through family lore, historical records, internet searches and shamanic workings.

Along the way I uncovered triumphs and traumas and have came to an acceptance of the varied experiences my ancestors faced.  All their experiences and life choices make up who I am today.  But before I go into how I see my ancestors living through me, I’d like to share some of my heritage with you.

I am a white South African and my ancestors have lived in South Africa since the very early days of white settlement of the Cape in the late 1600s.  While my heritage originates in Europe, I am decidedly South African in outlook and identity, with my heritage being a mishmash of the various Europeans settlers of our land.  While I am English-speaking and my accent sounds British to many here in the U.S., I actually have very little English blood – less than one eighth to be exact.

Van Aardt – meaning of the earth

My maternal grandmother, Alvira van Aardt, was Afrikaans with her heritage being almost entirely Dutch (with a smattering of French Hugenot and German).

My first Van Aardt ancestor to arrive in South Africa did so in August 1700 as a sailor for the V.O.C., the Dutch East India Company.  Over the years the Van Aardts migrated east, finally settling in the 1700s on the western bank of the Great Fish River, which formed the Cape Colony boundary with the Xhosa Territory and is now present day Klein Karoo.

I recently discovered that the Van Aardt family farm was the site of the 1816 Slagtersnek executions.  Those executed were Boers who were resisting the British colonial government’s policies.  I had no idea that my family had direct ties to these early stirrings of Afrikaner nationalism.  I’m still trying to wrap my head around this new information.

De Villiers – meaning of the vine

My De Villiers ancestors, through my paternal grandmother Helene De Villiers, arrived in South Africa in 1689.  They were French Hugenots who had fled France following the revocation of the Edict of Nandes, which outlawed the Protestant faith.

The original De Villiers settlers were three brothers who were recruited by the V.O.C. to set up vineyards in the Western Cape. The De Villiers family have played prominent roles in South African politics, sports and society throughout the years.

Harpur – meaning one who plays the harp

My maternal grandfather, Sam Harpur’s ancestors were protestant farmers for several generations outside Omagh, County Tyrone, in what is now Northern Ireland.

My grandfather left for Southern Africa in the 1930s, finally settling in Johannesburg during World War II, where he was a self-made businessman.

Unfortunately I do not know much of the origins of this family line but I do feel their energy very clearly.

Crawford – meaning crossing of blood or crows

Crawford Clan Coat of ArmsMy paternal grandfather’s parents immigrated to South Africa in the late 1800s from Coleraine, a small town on the most Northern coastline of Ireland.   I have not been able to trace my direct ancestors further back than that but do know that the Crawfords originate in the Scottish southern uplands.

There the Crawford clan served mostly as warriors and foot soldiers for various Scottish monarchs over the centuries.  Even though I know little details of my Crawford ancestors, they have been the most rowdy throughout my ancestral healing journey.

As I uncover the stories and journeys of my blood ancestors, I have begun to understand myself and my motivations on a deeper level.  My personality traits and interests are not just of me but are deeply rooted in those who have gone before.

  • My feisty spirit and battle-ready nature has its roots in my Crawford warrior and frontier Van Aardt’s ancestors’ battles.
  • As I heal from my own childhood sexual wounding, I believe I am sending healing back into my bloodline to all my female (and male) ancestors who had to keep their wounding secret.
  • I come from a long line of creative women and skilled needleworkers.  As I sew my own creations, I feel the energy and imagination of my mother, grandmother and all the women before who stitched and quilted.
  • My grandfather Sam Harpur’s entrepreneurial blood runs through my veins as I constantly adapt and hone my own business, Crafting the Sacred.
  • Speaking of work, it does not escape me that my strong work ethic must be driven by my ancestors belief in the Protestant work ethic.
  • At university I threw myself into working for SHAWCO, a Cape Town-based student social welfare organization.  At the time I did not realize that my great-grandmother, Wilhelmina De Villiers, and great-great-grandfather, Dr. Jasper Anderson, were instrumental in establishing child welfare and public health services in the Cape in the early 1900s.
  • I am constantly surprised at how much knowledge I have of tilling the land which comes out in my writing.  My body and soul holds the memory of my ancestors who farmed the lands of South Africa, France, Ireland and beyond.
  • I never expected to be an immigrant myself, but as I traverse a new culture I draw from my ancestors who traveled the world and adapted along the way.
  • Beyond the family records and historical contexts, I feel the energy of my ancestors – their will to live, their strong convictions and their hope in making a better life for their children.

And so it is that my ancestors live through me.  As I heal, they heal.  As I live, may they be honored.

 

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Ancestral Threads

Posted October 1, 2011 by Jo Crawford in Ancestral Threads  |  26 comments

by Jo Crawford on October 1, 2011

If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors. All of them are alive in this moment. Each is present in your body. You are the continuation of each of these people.
Thich Nhat Hanh

I love this quote as it sums up how I feel about those who have come before and how their legacy lives through me.

I hold reverence for my ancestors who forged the way for my very existence.

Just as their DNA strands weave through the generations, the thread of their lives is woven into my psyche.

I feel them watching over me as I continue to craft the tapestry of our bloodline.  There is comfort in feeling their presence as I make my way through life.

But I did not always feel this way.

As a White South African connecting with my blood ancestors has been a tricky process.  I felt ashamed of the role my ancestors played – either through their actions or their complacency – in shaping colonial and apartheid South Africa.

I wanted to distance myself from their political ideology, gender roles and societal norms.    I yearned to be different from my tribe.

In many ways I am different from my tribe, but the threads of their knowledge and drive run through me nonetheless.  While I make different choices in how to be in the world, I am clearly a continuation of their experiences.

Part of my personal healing journey is to make peace with all my blood ancestors and the choices they made.  Ancestral healing has become a core part of my healing process.  I believe that as I continue my healing journey towards wholeness, I am sending healing backwards, over many generations, into my blood line.

As we enter October, when the veil between this world and the next thins, Crafting the Sacred will be holding sacred space for those who have come before with the blog series, Ancestral Threads.

I’ll be sharing more about my ancestral legacy and healing and have asked some special friends in my community to share theirs.  Please come back over the month as we weave our Ancestral Threads through poetry, dreamwork, healing, art, ritual and remembrances.

Ancestral Threads posts will go up on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays until October 31st, 2011.

 


The photograph above is of my maternal grandparents, Sam Harpur and Alvira van Aardt, taken in Johannesburg, South Africa, circa 1958. I love the glamour of this shot. From their urban sophistication it is hard to believe that they both grew up in rural communities – my grandfather outside Omagh, Northern Ireland and my grandmother in the Klein Karoo of South Africa.

 

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