Anam Cara. Prismacolor markers, pencils. a few copics too! on marker paper. 19 x 24...Finished!!!
Anam Cara - the beautiful Irish soul mate, the sacred friendship of the heart. I imagine this sacred
friendship extended to include earth and sky, the intimate, glorious connection we share with all life.
Filled with ‘symbology’ to help meditation and contemplation practice, this piece encourages the heart
chakra to flow openly, lighting the world around you. Yggdrasil, the world-tree of Norse Mythology
connects land and sky in an intimate bond of ancient kinship. The triple Goddess of Mother, Maiden and
Wise Woman (a symbol for the feminine side of the Divine) Sophia encompasses all life with her wisdom,
compassion and nurturing. Telephoros, with his lantern, encourages dreams and illumination of the
unconscious. We are loved. Unconditionally…
What would it be like to feel this divine connection with the earth? What would life be like if we saw our
life and our beautiful earth as divine gifts? What if we believed that we were entirely supported and loved
unconditionally and always encouraged to evolve into constantly better versions of our self? What if we
believed that the world is for us, instead of against us? What if the way we choose to look at our life and
our world – as gifts - could help us live with our fear and terror? What if we accepted our self as we are,
exactly as we are, light and dark? And let that be ok for now. See it as a good place to start to practice
unconditional love.
It is my prayer today, that all of us who are suffering because we feel not good enough, that we are not
needed, that we aren’t worthy of love – my prayer is that we come to know our self in a way that not only
accepts, but delights in our differences, recognizes our fears as friends who bring lessons and gifts, and
see that our incredible, one of a kind beauty is present precisely because of our darkness. Our broken
bits are what make us beautiful. They are part of the prism that scatters the pure light of love at the
center of our being. Our greatest gifts are often wrapped lovingly and snuggly in our greatest fears,
waiting for us to mature enough so that we can understand what is needed to heal our wounded parts.
We struggle to manifest our gifts. We struggle to come to terms with our self. We struggle to bring our
light to the world. Slowly and with the passing of years, we begin to accept our selves. We begin to
recognize, appreciate and take responsibility for our own life. We realize that we are complete. We stop
the outer projection when we realize that our judging of the behaviors and actions of others is a
manifestation of our unrecognized shadow. Our wounds - the dark inner places calling out to us for
healing and attention. We begin to make friends with our interior darkness. This place of chaos and
unformed things is also our place of potential, of creation. Our womb. As we heal, we are ‘re-born’ ,
transformed into bringers of compassion, love and acceptance. We become whole and holy. We become
lights for the world, living out our Divine connection to our beautiful earth and the beings on it. We can
finally recognize and delight in our bond of ancient kinship. We have not been lost at all. We merely lost
our way. We have always been known and loved dearly, for exactly who we are at this moment. We are the
ones we’ve been waiting for…