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Pottery as Metaphor
Written by Ellen Kirschner   
Friday, 11 February 2011 07:31

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Recently I took up ceramics — the art of throwing pots on a wheel. In the movie “Ghost” Demi Moore made it look easy. It is anything but.

There are many steps to making a pot.

The first step is wedging the clay — kneading it like dough to remove air bubbles and impurities. Only I can feel when I — and the clay — am ready to proceed.  Wedging makes the clay more malleable, easier to shape into a pitcher, plate, vase or bowl.

"Spend more time kneading the clay. Do not be impatient. Do not rush ahead," I have to remind myself.

The next step is creating a “centerpiece.” To center the clay on the wheel, I need to center myself. As the clay becomes centered, it centers me right back. It is a give and take, a conversation, a meditation of my hands in messy, muddled clay—to me, much like living with purpose in a puzzling, perplexing, bewildering world.

If I don’t take the time to center the clay, my pot will be lopsided. If I don’t take time to center myself, my life will be lopsided, too. When we are centered—the clay and I—the act of making the pot truly begins. There are many steps in the process: creating a hole in the centerpiece, opening it out, pulling the clay up to create a shape, letting it dry to “leather hard,” trimming away excess clay, bisque firing in a 2500-degree kiln, letting it cool, then glazing it, adding color and shine, only to be fired again.

If I don’t like the way my pot turns out, I can accept it with all its imperfections, or toss it into the silt bucket to be recycled into working clay.

Either way, I can always start again.

Maharaji inspires me to let go of the past and open myself up to an unpredictable future, knowing that I can always recycle myself into a person who is newly formed and ready to emerge.

Practicing the gift of Knowledge shapes me into a unique and striking, if imperfect, pot — truly a vessel that I can use to capture the love and fulfillment that is mine to receive.

Illustration by Sara Shaffer.

 

14 Comments

  1. this poet made me fell verey relaxed
  2. Andale que bonito, gracias.
  3. Es una bella comparación con el proceso de amor que llevamos a cabo cuando meditamos. GRACIAS
  4. Beautifull very beautifull thanks
  5. gracias por compartir ese mensaje es cierto somos como la arcilla podemos moldear y dar la mejor forma a nuestra vida y a quienes nos rodean
  6. THANK'S .... I LOVE THESE STORIES TO.
  7. Muy buena metáfora, para hablar de como podemos moldear el día a día, con nuestras propias manos.Todo tiene su tiempo, y con paciencia y tezón lograremos lo que queremos.
  8. gracias Ellen por tu comentario tan claro y simple como es nuestro Maestro,es real practicar el Conocimiento nos hace únicos la Plenitud pasa a ser lo que ocurre en nuestras vidas cariñosamente Leticia
  9. MAGNIFICA COMPARACION. ESO SOMOS REALMENTE. ARCILLA. UN PUNIADO DE ARCILLA, QUE PUEDE APRECIARSE COMO HERMOSO, O DEFECTUOSO. Y QUE HACE POSIBLE ESA APRECIACION? EL ESPACIO, EL VACIO, EL TODO Y NADA QUE DA FORMA A LA ARCILLA. SIN EL, VOLVERIA A SER UN PUNIADO DE ARCILLA PARA SER MOLDEADA. ENTONCES.. RECORDEMOS QUE ES LO QUE REALMENTE NOS DA FORMA Y HACE POSIBLE LA APRECIACION. CELEBREMOS LA VIDA. MARAVILLOSA EXPERIENCIA. GRACIAS POR COMPARTIR.
  10. I totally relate to this. I did this in 1999 and learned the same things. It is a very hands on experience for learning patience and sensitivity to the clay with your fingers as the tool. air bubbles and dryness are major in outcome. i use this example frequently in my life for humans as vessels of all sorts.
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