Today, I finally got to another process I’ve had in mind. I used “crack” to come up with some Yes or No questions for my Oracle, and wrote the questions with oil pastels on butcher paper. It was sunny, so I thought I’d try my concept outside before putting it in the mirror world.
Begging the universe to give me answers, we found a balance exceedingly vague. When I asked, Will I crack? I was answered, box which was no, but upon condition I could finagle, and when I asked, Is it too late? laughter was the answer which was yes, and with derision. As the ether laughed its mocking laugh at me, I crawled into my box, but left the lid open a crack and laughed back secure in secret wisdom.
*A little bit of fun serendipity occurred after I posted this. I went to MasterClass and took a look at the new class with Cornel West on Philosophy. The course discusses “What It Means to Be Human,” and Mr. West says we are “cracked vessels.” I thought that was a fun tie-in with my work today.
For today’s images, I wanted to build on yesterday’s fun discovery. The eye photo from yesterday makes me think of an oracle. Then I thought of a magic 8 ball. I used to have one and really liked it.I found an online 8 Ball, but it just wasn’t the same. The physical holding and shaking of the ball, watching the words rise to the surface, how could I capture the feeling and experience? I thought of the joy of Erica Baum’s photographs of clever found text in the world. I have a triangle bokeh filter.
Then I looked at the theme for today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday which is “cam.” When asked to think of a word with cam in it, of course I think of camera, then camera, then camera, so I put cam in a search and got “campfire.” I haven’t had a fire yet this yea,r and I had a small dry log and some kindling in the fireplace from a photoshoot I did in October, so I decided to light that up as my background. Not exactly a campfire, but though it is not supposed to rain again until tonight, the world outside is way too wet, so the fact that I have one small dry log is in fact “lucky.”
With fire as my backdrop for my oracle, I needed to figure out how I wanted to gather my questions and my answers. How would my oracle answer yes or no questions? I wanted to find the text on things around me, but how to get the words in my triangle, in front of the fire?
The classic 8 ball had 20 answers: 10 affirmative, 5 maybe, and 5 no. I started taking pictures of text I thought would make good answers. Then I saw my word jars on the mantel and thought, what could be more found-text oracle than randomly pulling nouns from a jar to represent yes, no, or maybe? So I pulled out 20 nouns and got to work.
I must be the luckiest person: I went to the oracle and the oracle said Only Yes or No questions so I asked: Will I meet my soulmate? They answered: nest Which is exactly what I needed to hear It makes sense that I should make a home, a comfortable place, for love to be drawn to Then I asked: Have I found my purpose? They answered: smoke which confirms that life is fleeting and I need to follow my heart, so I asked the question burning inside: Will I be remembered? They said: flavor And I knew I would leave good taste in the world.
I must be the unluckiest person: I went to the oracle who said ask only Yes or No questions so I asked: Will I ever find love? and they answered: sneeze which only confirms that I sneeze funny and it puts people off I asked: Do I have a purpose? They said: poison Which is what I’ve been dreading; I’ll have to quit my job before that go-getter poisons them against me. He probably has already, so I asked: Will anyone notice if I am gone? They answered: key Exactly as I expected. No one will miss me unless I don’t turn in my keys.
Last night I did 20 minute word sprints with my ML (municipal liaison) and the part of my story that had me a little stuck opened up in a new direction. It really is amazing to me how just knowing that someone else is out there doing timed writings “with” you does actually make a difference. Strange human mental gymnastics, but whatever works. I’ll be trying the zoom write-in today and see if that works as well.