Emma Jervis Photography
There is somewhere in between, the pause in between an inhalation and an exhalation, in-between finding and adjusting yourself in a pose and its full expression. the gap in between a sentence where the words resonate with a listener. The time between when an artist lifts a pencil and the second it marks the paper where intention is in full focus. The pause, the blank space. The liminal space, in Japanese aesthetic, the Ma.
This liminal space is something which has caught my own interest as an artist for a long time now, a little like the opposite of typical irish chattiness and fussiness where we revere the silence, marvel at the overlooked spaces in our landscape, rural or urban. It is reflected in architecture, particularly modernist architecture, which is why we choose the venue Bothar Bui for our Yoga and Drawing retreat. Clean, uninterrupted lines, like a meditation or a simple repetitive mantra that allow us the peace to admire nature simply, as it is. We pause and reflect and we honour the transitional space instead of being daunted by it in not knowing what to do or hurrying through it to the next thing or the next chapter of our lives.
We are teetering away from Bealtaine now towards midsummer, before it is spent, the month of May i wanted to mark its essence somehow, in words. I reflect back on the weekend we had in Lough Ine as the fire of Uisneach blazed in the belly of Ireland in Co.Westmeath we practiced, breathed, mediated and spent time in silence, built heat in dynamic practices, and the warmth of the Bosca Beatha Mobile sauna, ignited by its own fire by the lake. We burnt off static energy and unwanted thoughts by the simple act of mindful doing, 'tapas'.
In pagan tradition which continues through to today at Bealtaine in Ireland two fires are lit. Cattle are led between the two fires to bless and purify their fertility as well as the local revellers that would come out on this special eve and make merry, dancing between the two fires in celebration of natures bounty, transformation from growth into abundance, and again, fertility. Bealtaine was spiritually a time when the ‘veil was thin’, there was potential for magic as the curtain between the earth and the underworld was thin, the faeries danced.
Bealtaine marked the transitional time between spring and summer, the transformation, the silent journey itself. what goes on in-between the two cogs... somewhere in-between the opening buds and summers full expression..
When we mark this time it allows us to more mindfully embrace the fertile and expressive summer months, coming from a place of calm. We take summer into our arms with habitual layers shed and this way we are less inclined to become burnt out with the flamboyant season, we remain stable yet strong to grow and flow as we have spent time in transition and not rushed through it, its been nice resting in this...
the space in-between.
…….where truth, peace, and love reside, and bring you to a place of wholeness where you can re-assimilate in the world, it brought us to a place of being, just being...
Namaste
This liminal space is something which has caught my own interest as an artist for a long time now, a little like the opposite of typical irish chattiness and fussiness where we revere the silence, marvel at the overlooked spaces in our landscape, rural or urban. It is reflected in architecture, particularly modernist architecture, which is why we choose the venue Bothar Bui for our Yoga and Drawing retreat. Clean, uninterrupted lines, like a meditation or a simple repetitive mantra that allow us the peace to admire nature simply, as it is. We pause and reflect and we honour the transitional space instead of being daunted by it in not knowing what to do or hurrying through it to the next thing or the next chapter of our lives.
We are teetering away from Bealtaine now towards midsummer, before it is spent, the month of May i wanted to mark its essence somehow, in words. I reflect back on the weekend we had in Lough Ine as the fire of Uisneach blazed in the belly of Ireland in Co.Westmeath we practiced, breathed, mediated and spent time in silence, built heat in dynamic practices, and the warmth of the Bosca Beatha Mobile sauna, ignited by its own fire by the lake. We burnt off static energy and unwanted thoughts by the simple act of mindful doing, 'tapas'.
In pagan tradition which continues through to today at Bealtaine in Ireland two fires are lit. Cattle are led between the two fires to bless and purify their fertility as well as the local revellers that would come out on this special eve and make merry, dancing between the two fires in celebration of natures bounty, transformation from growth into abundance, and again, fertility. Bealtaine was spiritually a time when the ‘veil was thin’, there was potential for magic as the curtain between the earth and the underworld was thin, the faeries danced.
Bealtaine marked the transitional time between spring and summer, the transformation, the silent journey itself. what goes on in-between the two cogs... somewhere in-between the opening buds and summers full expression..
When we mark this time it allows us to more mindfully embrace the fertile and expressive summer months, coming from a place of calm. We take summer into our arms with habitual layers shed and this way we are less inclined to become burnt out with the flamboyant season, we remain stable yet strong to grow and flow as we have spent time in transition and not rushed through it, its been nice resting in this...
the space in-between.
…….where truth, peace, and love reside, and bring you to a place of wholeness where you can re-assimilate in the world, it brought us to a place of being, just being...
Namaste
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