|Features the latest card additions to the Dreams of Gaia Tarot|
|He waited ever so patiently for me to paint him. I drew the linework out over six months ago, but the time never seemed to be right, and it was only when I did start to paint him, that I understood that I could not paint him until I had lived and experienced this last few months of my life. I could not embrace the full understanding of I Am, when I was still learning who I am.|
|I was a lonely child. I can remember having friends, but never many. I was not the popular or pretty girl. I was the shy and introverted child -- the loner who found more solace in magick of nature that surrounded me and embraced me, but I knew even then as a child that I wanted to be an artist. It was my destiny and I vowed that it would be a destiny I would fulfill. |
I've always known who I am from the earliest of ages, but I lost that knowledge for a ways when 'society' began to dictate who I should not be. I should not be an artist. I should not be a child of nature. I should not be independant and strong-willed. I should not be a creature of emotions, empathy, and instinct. I should not believe in fairies and dragons and magick. I should not listen to or follow my dreams.
The 'should nots' held me prisoner to doubt and depression for over 18 years. I existed in a world were magick was forgotten, and dreams of destiny and a childhood vow were but a distant memory. Instead, I became a mother and wife -- loved and cherished, but empty of all passion and hope. I had no goals and no dreams. My sleep was that of endless dark with no interruptions, no mystery, no questions.
Until the memory of a childhood vow resurfaced ...
... and I rebelled.
|I am a painter of dreams and a writer of stories. I've been painting professionally for the last twelve years and I am passionate about my craft and everything I do. I have just completed work on the art and text for my Dreams of Gaia Tarot, whilst my Messenger Oracle is available for purchase.|
|Honour your vision by creating what is within you. Dance to the rythm of your own heartbeat. Write the lyrics to your own song. Delight in the magics that you yourself have woven. You each have something that is yours. Find it. Nurture it. Love it and watch it grow.|