Mar 2-4, 2007
What happens when making love becomes one and the same as praying?
What happens when making art and living become the same masterpiece?
What happens when we short circuit logic and leap, like a fool, into another reality?
What happens when laughter and playfulness dispel the ordinary?
What happens when we claim dominion over our words?
What happens when wonder punctuates our Being?
We get lighter.
We censor the censor.
We enter into a healing space.
We lose a sense of our selves.
We become “a ware” of Creation.
We become a powerhouse of pleasure.
We become able to create the life we desire.
We give ourselves permission to be the expression we choose.
“Being without art is artless.”
“Being without humor is humorless.”
“Being without the Word is unsound.”
Per chants there is nothing practical in any of this.
Per chants your soul will be tickled.
Per chants you need a brake from “reality” now and again.
Per chants all of creation becomes a lover.
Be willing to enter this safe space of creative exploration.
Be come one with the Source of all creations.
Our play shops are the cosmic mall for the ultimate in imagination to transform tired conceptions of art and poetry, to redress reality (powered by nonsense). Redesign old patterns of thought with silliness and become radiant creations of delight. We’ll play “Zen-sitivity” exercises, collage, haiku, re-psychables, whatever else our muse gifts us with as we gather. This experience is highly recommended for burned-out advertising execs, poets, artists, fools, wanna-be shamans, and you.
The Rev. Glenn of Trees is an observant Being, a Divinitarian, and the director of the Mission of the Creative Spirit. He is a healing artist, a master of the double entendre, and zen dada. As a fool-osopher, finder of Beauty, and promoter of “Life Appreciation,” the Rev. Trees believes in “Enlightenment with Laughter” and the sacredness of “trash.”