Healing and growth through intuitive art
There is fire in my feet
But I am dancing
And lifting my heavy heart
A bird comes out from my head
Another bird is kissing me
I see my mom resting
On a big pink cloud
I am ready to sail on the river now
To pass the pasture
And come to my new playing field
I am quiet
I am strong
I only do what feels good to me
I am free.
A bird came
For a while animals have been sneaking into my drawings. My drawings were supposed to be abstract but the animals insisted. And now this bird came. I know what it means. A children’s book wants to come into my world.
Upside down moon
In this upside down world
Where shame is king
And the beauty of the evening moon
Breaks your heart
Isn’t it natural
That we choose to make art?
There is a mountain range up in the sky
And there is a mountain range down
We are just waiting for the bird
To sit on a bough
The bird who’ll come to laugh at me
For going again
In the same old rout.
This is about automatic behavior. An old program kicks in. You find yourself angry at someone and afraid. You desperately seek your connection to the eternal, but the subtle and kind all-that-is will never push his way in. You have to open the gate.
And you have done just this so many times already, but there is still some more. And right behind it, lo and behold, right behind it is You.
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