"What are Devotional Arts?" is a question that periodically comes in, and I'd like to answer with something more than an elevator speech or passing social media comment. If you too have been curious, hopefully I can satisfy your interest in this wee post.

For me, two aspects must interplay during the creation process to infuse and inform a piece if I am to refer to it as Devotional Art, and both can be found within the definition of the word "Devotion". So let's start with that, a dictionary. Yep, bear with me a minute, it's worth it.
​How about Merriam - Webster..

Thereby, Devotional Arts, require varying layers of personal devotion and dedication in both physical process as well as of a spiritual nature during its creation and/or intended use.

Traditional slow crafting skills are just that - slow. In a time of instant messaging and same-day shipping, spending a year simply growing and processing the fibre one needs to even begin weaving fabric for say, a heritage quality shirt, is almost unheard of, yet it is absolutely the sort of soulful and environmentally restorative remedy for what ails much of today's world.

Think of it, a garment made by human hands in a manner that heals the soil and brings community together, which gets comfier with use - that will also last 100+ years? How about with prayers made while the seeds were sown, heartsong captured as the fibre was spun, and with blessings woven right into the fabric? mmmm.... I say YES to this!

Tapping into old world methods of Making organically connects us to ancestral wisdom. Utilizing the natural elements around us fosters reciprocal relationships with the earth, wind, fire, and spirit of a place. The zen of repetitive or quiet work lends itself well to calming our nervous system and receiving insight, but also other realm workings such as prayer, Sight, spirit journeys, divination, spell work, and blessing.

What better way to honour a tree we love, than to delight in the hidden colour its shed leaves give our dye vats.
How wonderful to integrate a powerful experience at the Solstice fire by grinding ink from the charcoal then writing a poem, vow, or declaration with it.
Knitting a sweater for our loved ones with protective prayers in each stitch is old old magic that was once commonplace.
The cup crafted from mud and carved with runes or ogham, reminds us each morning as we wake that our spiritual side continues to be nourished, even as we pack lunches and ready for work.

These sorts of workings can be felt, seen, and affect change in the world. It scratches an itch that often is missed by technology heavy methods, mainstream religion, and even popular spiritual workshops or retreats. It gives us something mindfully, carefully, crafted with love and intention, to hold, wear, or use either in our own ritual work or in ordinary daily doings. These ways bring us closer, rather than continue to disconnect us, from what matters most.

When we think of the arts as being more than only Fine Art, it brings awareness to the many branches of skill and knowledge that bring healing, nuance, and wisdom to humankind, as well as how we relate with each other, with nature, and the divine; however that might personally look.

As a Devotional Artist, my making process involves real honest time and dedication to the craft at hand while including some element of soul tending or other realm workings. My pieces either support your (or my) innermost personal healing, or spiritual and ritual practices.

It might look like:

• handwoven ritual wear for rites of passage, holding ceremony, or covertly integrating spirit work during everyday use
• natural ink crafted for sacred documents or intentional painting
• wool spun with specific energy for prayer ties/clooties, cord cutting, binding, or other spell work
• paintings that invoke deities, change, or healing essence
• ceremonial ceramics for altars and shrines
• rattles and drums to aid with spirit journeys or group ceremony
• poppets, corn dolls, and talismans to carry, burn, or bury
• books, articles, and videos sharing sacred teachings and spiritual mentorship
• co-creating ceremony tailored to an individual's needs, culture, and beliefs

I've been deeply honoured support the tending of such private issues as:

• facilitating palliative care and healing after deep loss
• commemorating significant life events
• embodying one's spirituality
• reclaiming and integrating lost aspects of oneself, soul parts, and life affirming beliefs
• navigating conflict or times of transition
• cultivating a soulful lifestyle that brings depth and meaning
• extracting unwanted influence, curse unraveling, or energetic cleansing
  
  

When we have something tangible connected with our soul tending, it provides us a potent means of bringing our unseen workings out into the ordinary world around us. It anchors it. Integrates it. Makes it feel more real. And gives us solid reminders that the work really is being done, or importantly, has completed. Particularly helpful when doubts, deleterious habits, or worry creeps in to sit beside us, or that post-weekend retreat glow wears off.

If you haven't met me yet, Hello! I'm Juliette Jarvis, a sacred living mentor, best selling author, and devotional artist here to help you navigate life while cultivating your spiritual nature.
If this work feels supportive to you, do have a look through the pages of www.selkiesanctuary.com or follow along as intentionally crafted pieces are created at @selkie_sanctuary on Instagram. 

​Stepping consciously into any relationship calls for respect and reverence, especially when you know the interdependence may be decades long. There is a manner of approach and a tone to set in the first visit. Set as a foundation for carrying through the beautiful days, the turbulent currents that toss us about, and the darkest nights of the soul too. A foundation that holds the rub and friction between and anchors into a knowing of Being, working, and creating *Together*
When it comes to cars, washing machines, cooking stoves, or potter's wheels it is no different. Stones, trees, pets, and people it is no different. Some baulk at such anthropomorphism and foster a belief of inanimate "other", yet an animistic lifestyle has been the norm for most of our human existence. Even traced through our art to 40,000 years ago. There is an essence to all things, and that essence can be communicated with. Relationships fostered and tended to. A reciprocity to be maintained.
So sitting for the first time at this new wheel, knowing their reputation for longevity, knowing how many hours we will spend together, knowing the intention is to co-create ritual wares and intentional ceramics where even a cereal bowl might have a medicinal or harmonizing affect ~ to do so with ceremony was appropriate.
It was simple. potent. personal.
The fire was lit, herbs were burned, my medicine bundle and heart engaged, introductions were made and exchanges occurred.
Then 3 small cauldrons for our work here at the Selkie Sanctuary began their creation journey.
Thank you for witnessing and tender holding of walking in these soul-filled ways. May friends in all their forms speak with you too.
* I've been posting heaps on Instagram over at @selkie_sanctuary if you are into hyperlapse videos of mud being thrown, giddy kiln discoveries, and following along as ceremonial ceramics are created.
​It's a good way to put your name in early to adopt a piece too

​My bubble buddy, and new friend at the fine arts centre has watched me patch up "clay fails" and creatively tend to mishaps that would make most potters cringe and scoff. Generally the idea of being so attached to a piece that one tries to save it is relegated to noobs who could use practice in 'just make another' don't waste your time and learn through the doing.

​Most serious potters tend to toss imperfect greenware into the Reclaim Bucket, or smash Bisqued and Glazed pieces into the ceramic graveyard of mosaic hopefuls and archeologist dreams. I create with intention but keep very close the knowing the life of a piece may be found short at any moment. But I can't say it is non-attachment, for surely it isn't. 
One swift movement, jerk of a hand, hidden air bubble, too hot and dry air too soon, too cold air too soon, a poor dip or drip, a fusion to a kiln shelf, catch of a finger nail, an exploding kiln neighbour, ripped out bottom or snapped off handle, each can spell death to a piece, and I will love each for as long as they live just the same. And just like those parts of ourselves that feel broken or dreams we thought were destined for the reclaim bucket or graveyard - sometimes we can put our perfectionism and consumer conditioning aside and love it back - again and again if we must. I remember being very small and looking closely at a plastic horse that I had, noticing how the eye paint was askew and there were chunky bits along the mould seam. I knew that no one had touched it when it was being made, no one had cared for it or noticed its details. There was a sad vacancy and I wanted to love that little horse more to make up for it somehow. I hadn't read it yet, but knew Velveteen Rabbits were real.
Perhaps that is why I hesitate to toss so easily into the reclaim bucket, why I slow-cook and hand stitch aspects of my life together. If you know me though, you know I am a strong advocate for letting things die when it is time. Perhaps surprisingly so. But some things quietly call for being loved back to life. This piece was gifted to me half a foot away from the Reclaim Bucket. As you can see, so far it has been resuscitated at least twice and it certainly isn't out of the woods yet. Some of my pieces hold this story of reclamation with them and I softly wonder if anyone might feel it.
​If they don't, that is okay. I do.
I didn't hyperspeed this up because reclaiming by way of loving takes a little time - as it should.