It is hard to see things about ourselves… they can remain deeply hidden. We might sense they are there… But how can we “see” them?
I am a very visual person, both in how I experience the external world, but also in my internal world; my imagination or “mind’s eye”. So for me to understand something I need to “see” it...
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Red is the dynamic energy that flows through all living things... and emerges as her Self.
Red is smart and knows what she wants. She takes decisive action to bring her dreams to reality... Red is strong, courageous and ready to step forward into her dreams. Bold and dynamic, she walks her own path...
International Soul Art® Day is May 14th!
Soul Art® is a unique, creative process that takes you on an inner journey to connect with your spirit, uncover hidden truths and visually bring your deepest knowings to life. Your art is your soul’s expression and a way to visually communicate your inner wisdom.
Read MoreRose moved swiftly through the forest to keep up with the sprightly, little man. She was glad for the moonlight that lit the path through the trees, and for the warm blanket protecting her from the scratching branches...
Read MoreI've been preparing for the Art Crawl this weekend...
But I did have time to make a fun little video clip! Spring Sale on leggings ends April 30th...
Careful not to wake the Old Woman, Rose pulled out the cloth bag she’d hidden under her bed long ago. Inside the bag was the most beautiful silvery blue yarn that shone like the moon...
Read More“Up here,” said the voice, and Rose glanced up towards the light and entrance to the cave. There she saw a little man no bigger than a few inches tall. He had a long, pointy nose that stuck out from his green cape and hood. He looked like part of the earth and roots so Rose would not have seen him but for his madly waving arm.
“Oh, hello,” said Rose, “Who are you?”
Read MoreThe Old Woman took Rose deep into the forest where there stood an enormous tree. Under the tree, beneath the roots, was a door to a long, deep tunnel. In they went and down, down, down, until they came to a small clearing on the earthen floor...
Read MoreIt was a dark and stormy winter day. Rose and her father huddled by the fire, listening to the wind howl and branches “tap, tap, tap,” against the cottage windows.
Then came a louder “tap, tap, tap” at the door. Rose was frightened and begged her father not to open it. But the Woodsman, with heavy heart, opened the door and in came the Old Woman of the Forest looking even more ancient and dirty than before...
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