Cyril’s Woo – April Showers and Seeds of Truth.

 

Hello my fine feathered Friends, how have you all faired this last month?

I hope you have all navigated through the Month of March as those who have eyes to see, SEE that which has to transpire as the New Earth is dug over.

My creator has been planting her seeds, and the allotment is all set for receiving them as soon as the ground is warmer. April 1^st, April Fool’s Day is here, and today my friends I want to share a few quotes with you that We have both been browsing though.

Garden work consists much more in uprooting weeds than in planting a seed. This applies also to teaching.”

— Frank Auerbach

What you are going to witness in April, is what may appear to be more uprooting, but as every gardener knows, we need to enrich the soil with some good manure.. And you may well find yourselves having to discern which is which, when the seeds of truth are planted.

More knowledge will come to the fore in April,  and with it you will need to steady your Wings as the wind may well catch you off balance….. But…..

“If we do not plant knowledge when young, it will give us no shade when we are old.”

— Lord Chesterfield..

And it is way past time now for more Knowledge to Spring forth and be planted for new growth to grow and reshape the World to enrich young minds.
What ever seems to be occurring in your outer world.. Hold onto your feathers!, use your common sense, Look not to the media to but to the hearts of yourselves and your community.. Not all that the media presents is the Truth… You are only seeing the Tip of the Iceberg, in current affairs….
You have to learn to Look! deeper into the Matrix of Illusion..
Remember to hold Compassion as you help others learn to flex their Wings, who are just learning to fly..

“Flying starts from the ground. The more grounded you are, the higher you fly.”

J.R. Rim.

So Here is my Woo for the Month of April..  

  Owls Hoot, While Cats Pounce. 

What can the owl know to impart to a human mind
Patience first and foremost is a lesson you will find.
To catch a vole, one needs to see its trail
Of where it has been, to catch it by its tail.

The Owl’s its patience was rewarded handsomely at last.
For while the owl was waiting, a Lonely cat strolled past
A rat did poke his head out and the cat was there to strike
 The owl did hoot for joy, on this the hunter’s night

You will See before you, the hunters lay their trap
Only to find themselves entrapped, by the 'Lion King', the Cat.
The Owl sits in on his perch watching from his space
As Squires and High officialdom are shown to fall from Grace

Feathers and fur will fly, as the hunters appear to win
As Shrieks and Howls will make,... one almighty din.
April will sort out the Fearless from the Fools
As we all embark upon our Mission, within our New Earth School 

My Creator who often disappears, from your public View
 With colour to paint the canvas, she tries to create anew
She sits within the silence, as the Clock of time is heard
And before an hour has past, she creates a magic bird

Feathers one by one, do magically appear
With eyes so big and knowing, wisely like the seer
Gathering information as she sits upon her bough
As painter and owl merge together, within the moment of now.

So the magic owl did teach, as the brush did pick up speed
That the vermin would be flushed out, as she did plant her seeds. 
 So the Owl and the Pussy Cat, a team together, did make
 As poems were written about them, as their adventures they did take.

Their wisdom and stealth would take their prey by surprise 
And both would be tucked in sleep, as the cock crowed the morning rise.
Here ends my Woo for April, as the Showers of Truth will fall
You will need all your powers of discernment, for we are in it for the long haul.


By Cyril. 
© Created by Sue Dreamwalker 

The Painting in Acrylics I did from watching an online Tutorial..

🦉Happy Creating! Love Cyril 🦉

💖Much LOVE💖

Love on Ice.. All Year Round.

The Canvas I started of a snowy scene. Canvas size 40cms x 29cms

Dear Friends.. As we near the end of another Year, and as we have all endured so many storms in our lives, and now we see a huge Storm of snow and ice cross over USA and Canada.. I thought to re-share one of my older poems.

   Christmas is a time of Giving and sharing, May we all work together by uniting and sharing our hearts. Not only through this Holiday Season, but throughout each and every day. If we see someone in need, if only via a smile or a helping hand of opening a door. Share your hearts. 

I think especially of the Homeless out in these Zero conditions as well as all the animals and birds.. 

As I close up for the year here on Dreamwalkers.. 

Have a Wonderful Christmas ALL of you, and THANK YOU all from the bottom of my heart for all of  our conversations, comments and likes…  I appreciate each and everyone of you.. 

✨Merry Christmas and a very HAPPY New Year.. ✨ 

LOVE ON ICE   

Blank Canvas of white before me looms bare

As into the distance of mind I stare

My brush takes on colour as mountains arise

As storm clouds of grey sweep across the blue skies.

~

Soon two figures, then three are penned in

And before I know it emerge a family of Penguins

Cuddling up close, just as proud as can be

As Mother returns safe, from her fishing in the Sea

One Penguin complete and another beginning.

 

Dad was so proud as he looked after Son

In a winter so harsh as the world blocked the Sun

Resilient and steadfast his back to the storm

The colony of Emperors, protecting new-borns

~

Nature is Miraculous as the odds against you stack

As you shuffle on heels, taking turns at the back

Of circles so dense, they huddle to keep warm

Awaiting the time that their mates may return

Now both Adult Penguins are completed

 

From deep in the ocean, weeks turn into months

Braving all predators, Mothers come back looking plump

Baring their catch, they walk and they slide

It’s a miracle really, they find their mates left behind.

~

What joy in their cries from a distance so far

Reuniting in love as daylight replaces stars

A family together before they must part

When Dad takes his leave for his fishing must start

~ 

And so is the cycle in the struggle to survive

The Penguin stands tall in his efforts to thrive

So when you think your own life maybe rough

Just think of the Penguin, for their Life is Tough.

© Sue Dreamwalker-2017

This appears darker than the rest of the photos simply because of the light in the room was fading at the time I took it without a flash. Also note, I altered the background to make them appear on a cliff of ice, with icebergs behind them.

~~~ 

“The period of darkness that you’ve been experiencing is now ending. There is light at the end of this tunnel!”

-Penguin

The above quote and the interesting read about the Penguin meaning is very symbolic right now. So no wonder I was inspired to paint Penguins..

And the rest can be found about Penguins  meaning Here 

 

Original Post HERE I dedicated to my sister as this was her Christmas Present back then.

Dream Time: New Earth~ Solstice~ Completed Painting Part Two.

Here we are in the Summer Solstice… It is now time to let go of our shadows allow the layers, the skins we have held onto to shed… There will be those whose choices support the negative and those who are here to restore and heal the planet…  We need to work upon our heart centres, loving ourselves, nurturing ourselves, as we love and respect all others.  We need to let go of Anger, Division, and Fear!

For Aeons, the negative forces played their game, holding us trapped, as we remembered who we were and from where we came The more awake we became, the more treacherous  their games. Lives did not matter, for they worshipped another Queen, The Queen of AI who was busy sending out her tendrils into every home They were high jacking Gaia deeper and deeper within their vipers layer, trapping souls and fallen angels Sabotaging her energy grids, and destroying the Indigenous Knowledge and sacred sites of the Portals which were revered by many cultures who knew their origins came from the stars  So as the Vipers  raped and pillaged, News travelled across galaxies out into the solar system the Stars heard their sister Gaia’s call for help

Dark Energy Our Layers, skins…

 

And Star seeds heard her call even though amnesia from our own blue prints have high-jacked us from our mission life time after life time, We came… And NOW is the time on this Solstice weekend to amplify our thoughts as we Unify and send Unconditional Love into the hearts of ALL Darkness…  We have our Dream Magic…   And not allow their own Dark Magick win..  We each need to hold our hearts in Love, when we Unify our hearts as ONE… We will extinguish the power of the darkness to change our present time line to be one of beauty, peace and harmony…

Star seeds- bringing light

 BUT WE HAVE TO DREAM IT into Being…  This world holds our free will, and if we comply and allow those negative energies with no resistance, they take it as consent… And I do not give my consent to this Dark Agenda of Controlling dominance. So my paints brought life and glitter, love and joy into the New Earth..   I could see it, I saw the beauty the harmony, I saw Free Energy, Love, Laughter I Believed in a World where ALL helped each other, and the domination of control, and greed were no more…  My heart swelled as I closed my eyes in the dance of our Future time line…

Creating New Earth from within

 

So as my paint brushes swirled, I pulled out the beauty, the love, the positivity, as the star seeds and angels of love and light began to wrap their energy around Mother Earth Mother Earth, Gaia, began spinning faster, her shorelines became blurred, as she began to raise her own energy vibration and frequency Then within the shadows the Tall Greys, the AI, the darkness of all the dark forces suddenly showed themselves for who they were

Tall Greys -Representing. , Shadow State, AI, Malevolent Beings!

 

Their shadow selves suddenly appeared out of the woods, revealing themselves for who they were They were now desperate in their attempts to hold Gaia in their clutches and would throw every trick that had to suppress the now awakening masses But while I saw only a few were afraid I saw them flee Earth… I saw the snakes who had slithered beneath the stones, deep in Mother earth no longer have or hold their power I saw them slither and slink, and whither back into the Ether from whence we created them 

The trees reaching to heaven and their roots grounded deep in Mother Earth

The Trees were once again standing Tall, the roots of our origins now firm, spread out across the land… And each soul, which had before been trapped was now lifted within themselves… No vehicle came to transport them to their New World New Earth was inside of them… They had to create it within themselves… They had to perceive their world through the eyes of love, not lack… They had to unify instead of divide They had to hold Joy, not anger or jealousies, and they most of all had to hold LOVE as they completely let go of All Fear  

 

The Star seeds were unifying more strongly than ever… Our TIME is NOW  We need at this Solstice to Send Gaia, our Love, We need to project our Prayers of Unity and Harmony, Peace and LOVE

The Last Act was to add a Herkimer Diamond to embed into the Heart of New Earth..

My Last act of love as I created the painting was to glue a Herkimer Diamond to the centre of our New Earth.. Among the glitter and Love I had poured into our New Earths Heart..  

This is the crux, We each need to send out that Unconditional Love into Gaia and all hearts, to create a positive Time line, instead of allowing the fragments of confusion, division,  hatred and separation to work for the Dark Agenda. Which if we are complicit create a time line of much more sorrow and suffering… We all now need to Choose!

We who have been busy gathering together more swirls of energy, in our day to day work, we who have connected with each other and with Gaia herself.

My Painting, My Mission…. Created out of Love.. 💚🙏

This is Now our most Important Time to bring about Change…

As we Dream into being Our New Earth.. 

Let The Dream Begin!

Dream Time:~New Earth~ My Painting Part One..

So I sit,…. and I listen. Meditate, Paint Brush in hand. The rush of silence echoes in my ears like a rushing waterfall. My breath deepens as my lungs fill with air and I wait…  The water falls over the edge cascading down to crash into the depths below that then flow over huge boulders causing white water to splash, bubble and churn, before it finds its own level of peace and tranquillity as it then smoothly glides down river to become the mirrored lake. The reflection of Self.

 And so the world too will feel as if it too appears to crash over the edge, as people experience what their own ‘Dream-Time’ has been creating…. Which is their own experience of reality.   

The Dystopian world breaks into a Billion Fractals, like the particles of that waterfall each droplet once part of the whole… Down it falls. tossed and churned over boulders and stones, until it finds Peace and Tranquillity. Then once again it becomes Unified… It finds it’s balance.. The mirror reflects back all it was, all it will be, and all it ever Is, as Utopia is once again in focus….  All is Possible, When we Dream the Dream.. And so the cycle continues as the planets continue to turn..    

And my mind drifts back over time. For Time is who we are, we have no beginning, we have no end… Yet here we are within this moments experience. So, my mind took me back to the time I was a young child, always the Day dreamer. Always the silent one… Observing, somehow always knowing there was more beyond… Always sky watching, cloud watching, star gazing. …..Day Dreaming…..  Always escaping into the realms of imagination of play, or drifting into the world of make believe… I often saw what others couldn’t see… Yet I was never believed, because I was always the Dreamer.  We all imagine our Outer World from our Inner World.. 

 The Earth spins faster as our perception heightens, the storms brew, as our volatile thoughts rebound in circular tornadoes, of anger, hatred, jealousies.  The air we breathe gets sucked out, as the forest’s lungs are cut to the bone.  The rainfall flooding the planes, as our tears cry out as we drown in our sorrow of guilt and regret.  The layers of our Ancient ancestors of whom our blood is mixed throughout time of those various star visitors whose seeding we are part.

The Cycles of time spinning our globe in its ever-perpetual evolution.  The Garden of Life, it once was, which so many beyond the stars coveted, because of its richness, its diversity and interconnected wholeness.

 So many races wanted to seed this planet and fought over Gaia as they battled in heaven and on earth to become the masters, whose God like presence dominated and controlled. We hear much of the El and Elohim  yet do we really understand our beginnings and those Federations of Divine Councils who oversee this world and whose control is still amongst us. Do we really understand those ancient stories, of the Garden of Eden The Serpent of temptation and those lower energies holding Gaia in their grip. And so the painting is about to be born.. 

The Serpent

Part of my painting now sits before you, and yet it didn’t start out looking as it did… And it was still developing into something more deeper.  There were two circles surrounded by garlands of flowers. The Garden of Eden, I thought and as I painstakingly painted details of flowers that led out from the large empty sphere, a shiver ran through me, a memory, of long, long ago, when all was a garden… The Garden of Life…. Where Life was harmony where we danced laughed and gave thanks for the Earth, Air, Water and Fire… Where nymphs and fairies played in the dells and we spoke with our hearts,…… not in words, because we were all connected via the Spirit of Life itself…

Nature, Sprites and Angels

   The painting sat for several days looking pretty, I didn’t think to take a photo of it then… I thought to paint the whole Canvas black starting again, as the Universal galaxies spun before my eyes, and perhaps my own inner shadow cast itself over my being. Instead  waves of energy kept coming around and around like a spider’s web. So I painted circle after circle around the two spheres.. Adding glitter paint,  that would get painted over and over too.. ( My Husband even said how many layers are you going to paint, as you’ve painted over it again and again… I said  I will know when there are enough )    The energy came enveloping and devouring the earth.  The ley-lines of energy encircling the planet with its magnetism, portals, and underground systems.  

Energy Waves

  The garden had to go, instead it was covered with a web, a web of lines, as the energy was pulled in by a vast explosion of stars within my mind.. The waves of which rippled out into the cosmos for aeons to come… No longer were we dancing in unity.  A huge deluge of darkness swept into the planet which fed off the negative vibrations of suffering.  And these planetary players whose conquests had destroyed many other spheres of existence knew how to rape and pillage not only the minds of Humans, but they raped and pillaged Gaia herself of her precious minerals and gems including the invading negative black goo which had arrived thousands of years previously from destructive forces.

Another Pause as the painting sat for three days, as I kept looking deeper into its heart, as the New Earth was calling me, it needed more Glitter, it needed more Life..  It needed Truth..  It needed Love.. 

To Be Continued

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can a Leopard Change its spots? Can we change our ways?

Leopard half finished

How many of us put ourselves down, and tell ourselves we are not good enough, as we measure ourselves against others achievements.  Especially if we have been brought up lacking in self-worth.

I know many times I have measured myself, against others whom I feel are gifted and blessed with their specific talents.

But at the same time, I  grew up also with the words of my father ringing in my ears, as he would tell me when I said I couldn’t do something, that there was no such word as can’t. And he was right, for if we do not try, we will never know what we can accomplish.

I grew achieving many things I never thought I would. And as I walked my walk, I also understood something else. That no one is better or beneath  us, for we are all of us Human Beings, who are here to learn and grow via our merits or our mistakes.  Some of my greatest achievements, have been through the errors I have made, because they have taught me so much more about the skills of life. 

I have learnt to knit, sew, dress make, grow vegetables, I have, papered, painted and decorated our home. I have laid lino- linoleum in our bathroom and learnt to crochet.  I learnt how to use a computer, often through trial and error.    And I learnt as I grew as an adult that we are all of us equal.   For we each of us have our own unique gifts.

Drawing was my first love, and yet I still measure my capabilities against others whom in my eyes are far more gifted than I. As I never had any kind of art training. I just paint what  I feel. 

 Many of us Self sabotage ourselves at the first hurdle. As we give up, feeling we are not good enough.  We either lack confidence, or are simply insecure and afraid of striding out in a new direction.  We  are all special and need to accept the gifts we have, be it a listening ear, or a musical voice, or a bright smile and a bubbly personality. Each of us are special and unique.  

 Leopard came to remind me and teach me. She came to show me confidence and perseverance, as I had always put off drawing a Leopard because of its spots.. Fearing I would not do it justice, and fearing it would be a failure. And was why when I  started to paint it, I put off painting the spots on its head straight away. This was the Image I was working from, as I looked through one of my wildlife photography books from my book shelf. As you can see it’s not that clear, and the spots are hard to define. As this Sunset photo from Untamed  by Steve Bloom shows . 

Image from the book UNTAMED,By Steve Bloom~ Wild Life Photographer.

Leopard came to remind me that I need to trust in the skills I have, and to accept my spots, my imperfections. She came to show me through your own appreciation of my art, that I need to appreciate my own talents more, and to stop putting myself down.  And she comes to remind me, and perhaps you also, as you find yourself reading this, that it is never to late to apply yourself as you follow your dreams.

Leopard also came to remind me that I have also been putting off another project that I set the intention this year to start. And that was to put some of my poetry together in the hopes of publishing it. I made that start, then I guess I self-sabotaged it, and deleted much of what I had written to accompany my poetry.

Nearly finished. I had more detail on the branch to do. As I concentrated on adding details to the branch. The pathway of Life.

I guess its time I stepped out along that branch of life, and put my faith in the steps I need now to follow to bring that particular gift into the Light.

Thank you All, for being part of my journey as I rediscover and apply myself in unfamiliar territory.

 And as the Buzzard whom I saw the other week, In the post ‘Look up and Soar’ spoke to me, saying ““( …… It is time to soar above your perceived limitations. Are you currently undergoing an internal death and rebirth cycle? Are you ready to assert your actions from your ideas?……)

Leopard came to make me sure I heard and tell me to lay down my fears. And yes I am ready. 

I hope as you walk through your life, you can also lay down your fears and boldly put one foot in front of the other, as you focus your Intent on your Dreams!

Are YOU Ready? 

The Finished Leopard
More details were added to the branch, adding moss, and new life out of dead wood.

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

Creativity in Art and ~ The WOMAN

On one rainy afternoon  I wanted to paint, yet as reached up into the top of my cupboard for a new canvas, out popped among them was this old painting I did when I was messing about one day quite a few years ago now.  

I had never really liked the painting, and have never hung it, but I had hidden it away among my new canvas’ thinking one day I would paint over it. 

Rainbow Angel.. Some of my more abstract art I did several years ago

I looked hard at it and thought well today is the day to rework it..  And as I painted I jotted down my thoughts as different feelings raced through my mind as I altered it to become the finished new painting you see below at the bottom of this post.. 

Here are the words that came to me while painting and when I had finished it.. They speak of the returning feminine energies, and how each of us hold these energies whether we are female or male…    So I give you.. 

The Woman

 

The Woman with closed eyes sits in the circle of dancing light

She breathes in her femininity as she let go of all material form

Naked, she pulls around her energy cloak of rainbows as she prepares her Earth Song

She holds out her hands softly at her sides.

As she rocks gently back and forth, listening to her beating heart.

It matches its rhythm with that of her Earth Mother.

Generations before her have awaited

this time, when the feminine will rise again.

Their Compassion, love and strength will bring back the light from the shadows of the past

~~

The Woman focuses her inner vision upon the Stars, and her low hum begins to fill the vortex of space surrounding her Aura.

With Dancing spectrum’s that spin in a Kaleidoscope of changing hues. Mixing and blending, the Woman weaves each thread with the notes of Love.

Each Chord a blend of forgiveness to each deed against the feminine energies. Her face is still, almost translucent as she let go of Anger, bitterness and sorrow.

The woman is no longer tied to the Earth but becomes detached from All Fear

Replenishing her emotions only with Love , Acceptance and Gratitude

The Vortex spins ever faster as time slips away, She gives thanks for all she has been and to all she is yet to become.

Knowing infinity will hold her forever in the moment of Now..

Written June 1^st 2017

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

The Woman ~ Feminine Energies ~ Painting in Acrylics 40cms x 30 cms

If I am late answering any of your comments here and catching up with you.  It is because I am pursuing my own Earth Song…  Enjoying Summer, Family time of special Birthdays,  and of course keeping up with my Garden posts of which you will find at Dreamwalker’s Garden 

Love and Blessing

~Sue~  

 

Love on Ice..

The Canvas I started of a snowy scene. Canvas size 40cms x 29cms

 

Blank Canvas of white before me looms bare

As into the distance of mind I stare

My brush takes on colour as mountains arise

As storm clouds of grey sweep across the blue skies.

~

Soon two figures, then three are penned in

And before I know it emerge a family of Penguins

Cuddling up close, just as proud as can be

As Mother returns safe, from her fishing in the Sea

One Penguin complete and another beginning.

 

Dad was so proud as he looked after Son

In a winter so harsh as the world blocked the Sun

Resilient and steadfast his back to the storm

The colony of Emperors, protecting new-borns

~

Nature is Miraculous as the odds against you stack

As you shuffle on heels, taking turns at the back

Of circles so dense, they huddle to keep warm

Awaiting the time that their mates may return

Now both Adult Penguins are completed

 

From deep in the ocean, weeks turn into months

Braving all predators, Mothers come back looking plump

Baring their catch, they walk and they slide

It’s a miracle really, they find their mates left behind.

~

What joy in their cries from a distance so far

Reuniting in love as daylight replaces stars

A family together before they must part

When Dad takes his leave for his fishing must start

~ 

And so is the cycle in the struggle to survive

The Penguin stands tall in his efforts to thrive

So when you think your own life maybe rough

Just think of the Penguin, for their Life is Tough.

© Sue Dreamwalker-2017

This appears darker than the rest of the photos simply because of the light in the room was fading at the time I took it without a flash. Also note, I altered the background to make them appear on a cliff of ice, with icebergs behind them.

~~~

The above art is part of a present for my sisters birthday soon.. She has overcome many obstacles in her Life and she also collects little Penguins.. I was not surprised to learn the meaning Penguins hold as a totem, given that she has overcome, cancer, and many other things during her lifetime. I am so proud of her and the inspiration she has given me.. She always calls me her ‘Mother’ for as children I would often find myself in that role.. For me she is the best possible sister anyone could have.. 

  And its ok as she doesn’t read my posts.. So the surprise will still be in place. 

“The period of darkness that you’ve been experiencing is now ending. There is light at the end of this tunnel!”

-Penguin

The above quote and the interesting read about the Penguin meaning is very symbolic right now. So no wonder I was inspired to paint Penguins..

And the rest can be found about Penguins  meaning Here 

The Feather that spoke..

Feather from Heaven

Today I found myself sharing a true story with a blogging friend.  So I thought I would share it again here. For it may give someone the heart to look for the hidden Signs that our Guardian Angels/Universe/Source throws in our direction, If only we take the time to Look and Listen.

Last week I was so depressed it was like I was grieving for someone.. I didn’t want to even get out of bed in the mornings.. My bones ached as I thought my Fibromyalgia was starting another flare up.. I knew the energies were changing and affecting our bodies and so set about trying to alter my mind set as I didn’t want to fall into this particular pit again.

Yet it seems that no matter how many times I tried to disconnect from the world to lift my spirits, Negative news seemed to follow me and bog me down as if I were living out other people’s experiences.

News items I was trying to avoid would invade my space.. And the more weight seemed to load onto my chest to the point I felt physically constricted..  I couldn’t shake it off.. I tried watching old movies  on DVDs that had  comedy in them to make me laugh  and I would walk out in Nature, yet still I had this heart ache that wouldn’t go away..

So I Asked my own healing Angels to come forward and help, I reverted back to my daily meditation practice going right back to basics.. To clear my aura, putting on my ‘Light Body’ Grounding myself and remembering to put protection around me.. I even had salt baths. And I did clearing exercises to separate cording’s both past and present.

Last week we had a big storm called Storm Doris.. Whose winds were gusting up to 90mph.. I asked for protection around our home and those of family and friends. And thankfully we had no damage, yet many did with fences and glass broken in greenhouses, trees felled and one lady lost her life to flying debris in another part of the country.

The weird thing was, that as the storm was dying down, A large white feather dropped onto my back patio.. It stuck to the floor with the rain. ( I have long collected feathers, and see them as a sign from my angels.. ) So I went to pick  it up and dried it off..

The next day in the very same spot.. The VERY same spot.. I saw what appeared a flower on a stem, it looked like sweet-peas. But when I bent to pick it up it was made out of plastic, it wasn’t sweet-peas, but a stem of bleeding hearts.

At the time I threw it in the bin, thinking it was the wind which had blown it But the winds had long died down over night .. But all day I could not stop thinking about it so looked up the meaning on line. Of the Bleeding hearts flower. Which among many other things said ( Bleeding Heart helps bring peace, harmony and balance to people’s heart, allowing a person to perceive love on many levels: of self, others, city, country, environment and beyond.) – See more HERE

So here is the feather I painted. And in doing so the calm and healing soothed my soul as I allowed back in the peace as I listened once again as I painted this feather spoke deep to my heart..

Painting in Acrylic on black card.