We are a group focused on shamanic arts and crafts.
What is Shamanism/Chamanism?
Simply put, it is a wide range of practices, beliefs and rituals regarding communication with the realm of spirits.
What can be submitted to the group?
The groups supports all forms of art and craft falling under the group's theme: Spirituality, magic, nature.
Members may submit up to 1 artwork per week, Contributors may submit up to 1 artwork per day.
Please try to submit into the correct folder! If you are not sure, please post your work in Waiting List and leave it to admins.
Nudity and "mature" artwork are accepted, but not explicit content. Keep it decent.
This group doesn't have a strict quality control, however, please submit only finished artwork: No WIPs, no sketches or poorly scanned works.
Featured folder is reserved for the best artwork submitted to the group chosen by the admins. Please don't submit works to this folder on your own.
If your work is declined, please don't feel discouraged. You may note the group or one of the admins.
Snake DreamsNever forget the snakebite,Snake Dreams by SilverWynd
taste of venom on the lips,
like a drink from the Shaman's cup.
I saw the serpent in the grass,
like a blade caught in the moonlight
so into the darkness I followed.
You were standing under the
Tree of Knowledge waiting in the shadow,
in your arms I found myself until
you began to squeeze, hear the sound
of my ribs begin to break as the dream
The snake was watching me with hungry eyes
and a strange sort of love it could not disguise
while I struggled for breath like a hand around
my throat, it only smiled and pulled me down
Into the darkness I was swallowed
falling into the primordial womb,
with a smell that reminded me of the tomb,
I could close my eyes and sleep forever,
like a taste from the River Lethe.
But the snake always sheds his skin
and what dies must live again,
I found myself in the middle of oblivion
but the walls where thin and wh
Prayer to BrigidI know we must share this spacePrayer to Brigid by SilverWynd
though we inhabit
completely different worlds,
all that is left
is for me to entrust him into your care,
it has gone beyond earthly power,
and comforting touches.
I have exhausted the extent
of my gifts and talents,
even love has its limitations,
so now I can only implore
your compassion to
lay your healing hands upon him.
I know our relationship has been estranged,
and I have struggled in finding my way to you,
so distant in your Sainthood and Divinity,
and yet ever welcoming, I know you
smile with summer warmth patiently,
I will open my heart to you
because now he needs you
and I need him.
MistletoeFirst we met beneath the mistletoe,Mistletoe by SilverWynd
I with Queen Maeve eyes
you lost within your winter storms.
It was the ancient rite,
you had the taste of cinnamon,
spiced mulled wine,
whilst I inhaled the scent
The Yule log burns,
revelers held within its protective glow,
warmth spreads through the skin,
specters of futures gone
and futures yet to come
flit through the flames.
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