As the coal crystalizes under pressure
The lotus flower blooms from the depths
The Pheonix rises from the ashes
The butterfly emerges from its cocoon
such is life; a series of rebirths
shedding lessons learned
as our soul evolves
This collage is made up of words from a “book” of my own that needed a place to rest outside of my body, and not for the world to read. The traumas, wounds, and conflicts are the coal that “under pressure crystallized into a diamond” and the healing story is told in the words that rise with the Lotus Flower, phoenix, and butterfly.
So often we hold our history in our bodies because we don’t know where else to put them. But art in all its many forms can be the vehicle for which to move them so we can release ourselves from the past and move gracefully into our purpose.
The Day I Became a Mermaid
Little girls often fantasize about being mermaids. I loved to swim when I was a kid, so naturally, I lived in the water as much as possible, pretending to be a mermaid, a dolphin. Water is like air to me, dreamy like heaven. Free. I left day-dreams of Mermaid-ing...
Mandelbrot
#Mandelbrot coined it the “thumbprint of God” this delicate infinite tapestry of life force. Almost instantly I wanted to become one with it. Then I realized I AM. And so are You..... I can see the circus of life, be in the circus, bestill the circus. I close my eyes,...
SheClipse
This mornings download to the brain. No blog to accompany her. I was brainstorming another collage and She just manifested herself. Often times I have to get out of my own way and allow the images to come thru. I'd never heard of a #FireRainbow before She came along....
Supernova
🌠From a dying star, she straightened her lotus flower crown, 🌺👑🌺 laughed triumphantly at the black hole, and blasted into the universe, remembering who she is, a badass 🌟✨💫ｓｕｐｅｒｎｏｖａ💫✨🌟 . ...for a star to be born there is one thing that must happen, a gaseous nebula...
Red Moon
Cycling with the full moon is called the Red Moon cycle, and it’s the cycle of the archetypal Wise Woman: the healer, the magic-maker, the wisdom keeper. Historically, cycling with the full moon indicated energy that was considered suspect in the culture. The...
Don’t Look Back, She Said
Do you believe in true love? I do. And I truly wanted to believe that I had found it; he was mine, I was his, we were meant for one another. I gave it my very all, every essence of my being. Blood. Sweat. Tears. What I came to realize was that my BEing was evolving,...
My Best Friend, Anger
There was a time when I felt like I was damaged goods. I thought my mind was broken beyond repair. No professionals ever told me I was broken. I hadn't been diagnosed with any particular mental illness or handicap. But I thought, maybe they were just protecting me...
I’ll Take a Frontal Lobotomy, Please
I would sit there in the therapists' office, day after day, telling her I just wanted to be normal. I simply knew I didn't feel or think or even talk, like most people. I was kind of odd. I would easily cry in random conversations. The slightest things could trigger a...
Pastel Illustrations
A series of pastels commissioned for a Beauty Spa