Tag: peace

“The Pilgrimage” holds secrets. Initially created for “The Spellcasting Oracle”, on one level, it’s meant to depict the beautiful and solitary path of a woman on her own journey, mistress of her own vessel. In the way of the arcanum and using the mysteries of the iconographers, it holds symbols that are intended to provoke deeper reflection and imbue the viewer with the radiance of their own work here on this earthly plane, as well as spiritually guide and remind of the eternal voyage as well.

On the stern hangs the lamp of wisdom, filled with oil, to light her way. In the sky, the waning moon represents She Who Is, the Divine Feminine, promising assurance that the pilgrim is never alone, and provides continued light along the journey which will illumine to full, shining down and guiding the pilgrim through even the darkest waters. The pilgrim stands strong and self-assured, dressed in a red mantle which indicates her earthly path and sacrifice but also her royal place and power. The waters are choppy, to remind that the voyage may not be smooth, but the cloudless sky with its shining stars indicate her true destination and the clarity which she possesses to navigate her return to the heavenly realms. She holds the staff, or the uas, which represents her power and is thematic and controls the flow of cosmic energy. So the painting also points to our eternal destiny.

Much of my work attempts to deliberately encompass that philosophy and practice of the old masters and iconographers who understood the importance and power of divine symbolism and the arcanum, and used it in their works as a meditative guide for enlightenment for an audience of pilgrims who could not read, and did not have access to holy books. We live in an age of alexandrian libraries, but I still believe that meditating upon visual imagery – and especially for us as women – is often far more powerful than words. Symbolism bypasses the conscious mind and reveals its truths through the wisdom of the higher self, who ultimately serves to guide us all along our own paths and destiny.

“The Pilgrimage”

Mixed Media

2019

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“She walks the earth freely, yet her feet never touch the ground. Many hands will reach for her, but she cannot be anchored. She belongs to no one, to nothing, to nowhere. When you meet her, you will recognize her for what she is–a free spirit, a wandering star. She will fit in your arms like she was made to be there. And she will show you what it means to hold something you can never hold on to.”

– Lang Leav

A term I have loved since I first read those wonderful words of Yeats, of the “white breast of the dim sea, and of its disheveled, wandering stars”. Portia head wrote an entire song around it. And while astrologically used to describe the motion of the planets, “wandering stars” arrived within me as something deeper, a metaphor for our own being as women. Just as the planets themselves are in motion encircling the sun; so are we, endlessly dancing yet fixed in our own celestial journeying.

We are wild, infused with astral light, abiding in magic that has no textual equivalent. And we NEED reminders of that magic all around us to stave off the mundanity and mediocrity that is thrown at us every day. It must be a conscious practice, like meditating or exercising, keeping our magic alive. Remembering what sparks our soul what makes our heart dance, that we are children of the stars. This is why I art. To create works that capture our souls nature, longing and intent as it exists beyond my ability to articulate it.

To remember and remind us of both the magic of this beingness and world, and to keep that alive and conscious within us.

And so with this work, I won’t overdefine it. It is a story of sisters intertwined, the best friends that we walk with; of ancient longing, of cosmic purpose that exists though few may understand it. Just as one woman carries a veil of stars, and the other the moon, their intent is only revealed to the careful study of the viewer’s eye. It longs to tell it’s story to those who have the eyes to hear it

To those that know, here on this earth, that they too the embodiment of this magic, moondancers with wild hearts

forever the wandering stars.

❤

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