The Wisdom Of Your Heart Will Lead You Forward

‘My treasure do not clink together and glitter. They glint in the sun and neigh in the night.’ Arab proverb

I often work instinctively, allowing paintings to evolve on their own. Sometimes, as with this series of white horse pictures, the elements come to me fully formed and it’s up to me to decipher their meaning.

The exact arrangement of the first one, ‘Messenger Of Heart And Moon’ flashed into my mind during meditation and I have since understood that it communicates a useful most process to help manifest dreams into reality.

Energetically, the time of the full moon is traditionally a time to release anything we no longer need and the new moon is a good time to set new intentions. When the moon is full, we can also expect the fruition of intentions we may have set before, maybe at the time of previous new moons.

In this painting we see that alongside the moon, the heart has grown full and is now abundant with dreams and desires that are ripening perfectly. The heart is now ready to send out white horse messengers to ground dreams into reality and the light of the full moon lights the way.

A visualisation so you may ground your dreams into reality..

• Drop your awareness into your heart and get a sense of the beautiful dreams and desires held there. Focus on which dreams feel the most potent to you in this very moment now. Allow these dreams to expand and grow until your heart is full to overflowing.

• With the full moon shining down on you and all around you, filling every part of your being with pure light, have sense of white horses galloping out of your heart in all directions. These horses embody your most beautiful dreams.

• You may also experience the clearing of energetic clutter from your life. This may happen naturally or you may wish to make it a focus.. Release any situations, patterns, physical clutter over the next few days and tune into your heart each morning to ask how it feels about choices you are considering.

What I Am Now And What I Once Was

What I Am Now And What I Once Was

I have been many things and I am many things now, but there is a thread of truth that has been woven through my life, from long before the beginning to way beyond the end.

I have a long treasured dream of going to sleep for a hundred years in a perfectly safe, secluded room. There I sink into the most deliciously comfortable bed, on the softest warm sheets with fat feather pillows and blankets of light.

I am watching myself dream a million billion dreams, cocooned in the gentlest love of sleep and my whole self is cleansed and rejuvenated by the energy of the oceans that I drift on.      My boat sails calm blue waters on the breeze that blows through the just open window. All imaginings, memories and emotions are washed and washed until they are pure colour. Lava lamp orbs that float through my body on the sea of consciousness. My limbs glide softly over the sheets as I dance the gentle dance of sleep. I am with everyone and no-one.

When I imagine this sleep, I could cry tears of joy or longing at the thought, but I know that if I was really there, no tears would fall. Deep happiness, joy and present-moment sensuality would be all.

I remember a time when I was two years old and I was standing in my cot in the early morning waiting for someone to get me up. I was so deeply happy and purely peaceful. Everything was orange and my eyes were full of laughter. I can hear singing, but whether it was me or the birds in the garden, I am not sure. There I stand, holding on to the edge of my cot with the squashy bounce of the mattress beneath my feet, in that glorious moment between rich anticipation and the perfection of the present. I am completely sure of the joy I will feel and the love I will be given when someone comes in and lifts me up, and of the joy and love that already pulse through my being and through the whole room as I wait.

My bed of a hundred years is just the same. One day I will wake up and life will be as  sensuous, sparkling and true as my dreams. My whole physiology will be washed completely by the bed and the sleep. One day I will wake up and do great things, but this bed is the bliss, so one hundred years, all the time in the world, is the sweetest bliss of all.  

Panther In The Hillside, oil on canvas, 24 x 24 inches. Original painting and limited edition prints available from my shop....http://www.louisekellyart.co.uk/new-products-1/

The Birth Of A Panther

The panther sleeps peacefully in the ancient land, gathering its power...

The painting "Panther In The Hillside" evolved from sketch of a beautiful black panther I met during a shamanic journey. In shamanic tradition, the panther is a symbol of deep feminine energy, the moon, secrets of worlds that are unseen and the reclaiming of one's own power.

I worked from sketches of the beautiful Cockmarsh side of Winter Hill where there are Bronze Age burial mounds on the ground and a primeval magic in the air. Cat friends were sleepy models to help me study the feline curves.  The painting was created by applying layers of thick, vibrant oil paints with a palette knife. Panther In The Hillside, original oil on canvas and limited edition prints.

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