To Flow Like the Wind
To flow like the wind—notes from the flute of a magical composer—free and detached from what holds us back; sovereign within, yet gentle and transparent in the world’s matters. We are finally applying what we have learned as we compose the new song of our soul’s journey. In truth, we have always been this essence; we were born this way. But today, everything we have carried finds firm ground. I honor it all, for it has served its purpose.
Making decisions after failure is a complex art. It makes us cautious, weighing every consequence until our song begins to falter—making time feel short as fear whispers through the melody. Yet, if we do not dare, if we do not test the edge of the new, stillness becomes a void. To err is a sacred way of living; it leads us to evolve in ways that mere achievement never could. Doubt is a shadow that walks alongside choice, but stagnation is the only true death. It is better to stumble and learn than to wither in immobility.
Just as a melody requires a landscape to echo through, our soul’s song requires a sanctuary where it can take root.
To flow like the wind—notes from the flute of a magical composer—free and detached from what holds us back; sovereign within, yet gentle and transparent in the world’s matters. We are finally applying what we have learned as we compose the new song of our soul’s journey. In truth, we have always been this essence; we were born this way. But today, everything we have carried finds firm ground. I honor it all, for it has served its purpose.
Making decisions after failure is a complex art. It makes us cautious, weighing every consequence until our song begins to falter—making time feel short as fear whispers through the melody. Yet, if we do not dare, if we do not test the edge of the new, stillness becomes a void. To err is a sacred way of living; it leads us to evolve in ways that mere achievement never could. Doubt is a shadow that walks alongside choice, but stagnation is the only true death. It is better to stumble and learn than to wither in immobility.
"The garden of life" Art journal page, acrylics, charcoal and a variety of pens
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| "The garden of life" Art journal page, acrylics, charcoal and a variety of pens |
👩🏻🌾 Tending the Garden of Life
In my inner Eden, long-formed ideas coexist with freshly sown seeds and fruits ready for harvest. I imagine you, too, are tending your own garden of life-creations.
I share with you the questions that guide my decisions for the coming year. To ask is to summon; the key to clarity lies in the art of the inquiry. If you are searching for your North Star, let these questions be your compass:
✨ Which structures in your life are now dry leaves that must fall so the tree can keep growing?
✨ What is the fruit you have been nurturing in silence, now heavy with the sweetness of readiness?
✨ Which withered flowers can be creatively repurposed to renew your spirit?
✨ Looking at the path you’ve built, what is the next stone that will shape your journey?
✨ Your garden has a fountain… what flows from it to sustain you on the road
✨ If you look through the window of the past, what can you clear today to liberate your view of the horizon?
"The garden of life" AI generated by Hands and Heart
In my inner Eden, long-formed ideas coexist with freshly sown seeds and fruits ready for harvest. I imagine you, too, are tending your own garden of life-creations.
I share with you the questions that guide my decisions for the coming year. To ask is to summon; the key to clarity lies in the art of the inquiry. If you are searching for your North Star, let these questions be your compass:
✨ Which structures in your life are now dry leaves that must fall so the tree can keep growing?
✨ What is the fruit you have been nurturing in silence, now heavy with the sweetness of readiness?
✨ Which withered flowers can be creatively repurposed to renew your spirit?
✨ Looking at the path you’ve built, what is the next stone that will shape your journey?
✨ Your garden has a fountain… what flows from it to sustain you on the road
✨ If you look through the window of the past, what can you clear today to liberate your view of the horizon?
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| "Angels" Art journal page, acrylics, pens, Guache, paper doll. |
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| "Angels" Art journal page crop, acrylics, pens, Guache, paper doll. |
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| "Angels" art journal page in process, part one |
📝 Notes for the Soul
Deciding from a place of patience is an act of self-love. It is moving at a steady pace, without the ego’s frantic tugging. Remember: you are already a complete being; you are enough. Choose from the soul, seeking what elevates your spirit. And if today you can only focus on your own path, know that this, too, is a holy endeavor.
Affirmations for the Journey:
✨ I am enough.
✨My worth is a birthright, not a result of what I do.
✨I am a dreamer and a creator; my vision brings light to the table
✨I do not need to see the whole mountain to take the first step.
Deciding from a place of patience is an act of self-love. It is moving at a steady pace, without the ego’s frantic tugging. Remember: you are already a complete being; you are enough. Choose from the soul, seeking what elevates your spirit. And if today you can only focus on your own path, know that this, too, is a holy endeavor.
Affirmations for the Journey:
✨ I am enough.
✨My worth is a birthright, not a result of what I do.
✨I am a dreamer and a creator; my vision brings light to the table
✨I do not need to see the whole mountain to take the first step.
🎶 Chords of the Soul
There is a deeper current moving within us. Some days, the light catches it just right, and the truth sparkles. The sacred is always present; it simply waits for us to bridge the connection. Just as one must dig deep into the earth to find diamonds, the soul hides its treasures—but they must be sought with intention. Do not miss this experience: the long, beautiful journey home to yourself.
"Angels" art journal page in process, part two
There is a deeper current moving within us. Some days, the light catches it just right, and the truth sparkles. The sacred is always present; it simply waits for us to bridge the connection. Just as one must dig deep into the earth to find diamonds, the soul hides its treasures—but they must be sought with intention. Do not miss this experience: the long, beautiful journey home to yourself.
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| "Angels" art journal page in process, part two |
✨ A Portal to Magic
The Shimmer: What magic dust—what innate passion—would bring a new glow to your days?
The Creature: If you were a mystical being, what would you need to step out of hiding? Less judgment? More play? The absolute freedom to be?
The Renewal: What new study or inspiration could you invite in to refresh your spirit?
To fly upon the whisper of the promises that sustain us is an act of internal strength and self-tenderness. Art is not only what we create with our hands; it is the way we choose to look at the world from our most intimate truth. By planting these seeds of intention, we grant them the gift of time. This is called patience—and patience is another name for love.
The Shimmer: What magic dust—what innate passion—would bring a new glow to your days?
The Creature: If you were a mystical being, what would you need to step out of hiding? Less judgment? More play? The absolute freedom to be?
The Renewal: What new study or inspiration could you invite in to refresh your spirit?
To fly upon the whisper of the promises that sustain us is an act of internal strength and self-tenderness. Art is not only what we create with our hands; it is the way we choose to look at the world from our most intimate truth. By planting these seeds of intention, we grant them the gift of time. This is called patience—and patience is another name for love.
✨ The Constellation of Wishes ✨
In this new cycle, I wish for a new love to be born in your heart and for hope to be the light that keeps you moving forward. May your dreams arise from your deepest truth, and may every beginning start with a steady, confident step.
I aspire to evolve toward higher states of being, connecting more deeply with the Divine. My wish is to bring beauty into this world—and directly into your hands. I wish to create with a sacred purpose that connects us all to the universal spirit of love. I wish to grow with humility, simply allowing my soul the space to be.
May you be blessed in countless ways, but especially in those quiet, hidden places of your soul that you long for most.
"May your life’s melody in 2026 be your most beautiful composition yet."
✨Happy New Year!✨
In this new cycle, I wish for a new love to be born in your heart and for hope to be the light that keeps you moving forward. May your dreams arise from your deepest truth, and may every beginning start with a steady, confident step.
I aspire to evolve toward higher states of being, connecting more deeply with the Divine. My wish is to bring beauty into this world—and directly into your hands. I wish to create with a sacred purpose that connects us all to the universal spirit of love. I wish to grow with humility, simply allowing my soul the space to be.
May you be blessed in countless ways, but especially in those quiet, hidden places of your soul that you long for most.
"May your life’s melody in 2026 be your most beautiful composition yet."
✨Happy New Year!✨
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