The Twin Pairs: My First Six Pre-made Paintings to Go on Sale

I have an update to share with regard to my artwork! 😊 Since last autumn, I have specialised in creating custom-made paintings, which involves tuning into a particular situation that someone is experiencing in their lives, then bringing through a visual representation of the energies at play. I will absolutely continue doing that, because the…

A Reflection for the Warrior Souls

Justice. Equity. Integrity. They are the causes that speak deeply to your heart. Your inner fire burns deep, scorching heavily encrusted layers of suppression that have held many captive to their own fears. When crisis calls, you are the ones who march before the vulnerable. You venture forth, sword and shield in hand. You plant…

A Reflection For Introverts and Gentle Ones

You, gentle ones, may be surrounded by hard-hitting truth tellers, feisty freedom fighters, and overall badasses whose courage takes your breath away. You are amazed by their strength. You are awed by their ability to stride into controversial waters: how they willingly stick their heads above the parapet and boldly proclaim their truths. You see…

‘Fall Away’ (a Poem)

Step back Into dreams That have fallen away. Those hopes that held your heart Are calling again: Louder now, A piercing note that cuts through the din.

‘The Dance’ – The Fifth Instalment of Vosloo’s Video Series

Dancing is a metaphor that Vosloo has used a lot, in my experience of working with him. He uses it to describe the balance between many things: rationality and intuition, night and day, “leaders” and “the led”, and the balance of energies and dynamics between people. One strong theme that emerged in this video was…

‘Heart Sparks’ (a Poem and a Painting)

Show her the embers Of a fire you tended long ago When your hand enfolded hers And you reached out to catch a spark. How your eyes danced With the thrill of the game. Show her the tendrils Of finely combed hair That fell across your faces When you spun through whirling leaves And sang…

‘They Hold On’ (a Poem)

They are an eye Glimpsed through twitching curtains Grasping for a freedom They have never found. They are words you may remember As a force that held you back: That called you limited And said, ‘no further can you go Than the wall of your own fears.’ Now your wings unfurl Yet they hold on…

‘You Are Still Here’ (a Poem)

Above the screeching vortex of argument, Songs still shimmer: Heard faintly, through muffling clouds Yet bolder by the day. You still know the horizon. Quiet words of kindness Hum through the restless din. Children call out friends’ names Run through the streets with dogs in tow: The soft pat of paws against stone. And you…

When Atlantis Descended, Humour Guided Us Home (Video)

Today, I published the latest instalment of my video series on the teachings I associate with the Atlantean High Priest Vosloo. Its title is ‘When Atlantis Descended, Humour Guided Us Home’. ☀️ This video explores how, during one point in the Atlantean experience, when corrupt behaviour was setting into the priesthood, Vosloo recommended humour as…

‘The Way You Were’ (a Poem)

There is a promise in her eyes: A word you heard long ago, perhaps, On your night of yearning and tenderness When hope bloomed before your feet And held its breath in the air above.