A Guiding Hand

giving me a hand

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…   A moment of weakness (we all have them)..yes?  There is a self-deprecating thought that rolls through and is sticky like molasses on a hot and humid day.  “So I am no Picasso, Matisse or Michaelangelo.”

 I muse….unsatisfyingly and prepare to paint.

 There is no measuring up or comparison to these great Masters and yet the doubt in my self makes its timely arrival once again.

 I pick up my brush and offer to be an open vessel for Spirit.   The painting begins to flow….the valley, the hills, feeling the freedom of just painting for the joy in it.  Music is playing as my brush moves across the paper and suddenly a hand is revealed…that great aha…… then a line becomes the brush and the landscape becomes the palette.   All of this under my watchful gaze has taken form quite to my surprise.

  As the hand appears,  I am reminded, once again,  that there is a mysterious, incredibly beautiful guiding force.  Something that breathes life into everything and gives each of us a “hand up” in life.  This guidance helps us to re-member that it is our soul’s purpose and greatest delight to find our authentic voice and there is  mystery in that so deep and so profound that our consciousness has a hard time excepting this formidable truth.

and so……I shall create for the joy, the love, the freedom in each moment and know that by living my joy and my passion, my path will be made clear and I will be guided by that loving mysterious hand.

.  I am not Picasso or Michaelangelo…I am Teresa.

He’s a Soul Man!

He's got soul!

He’s got soul!

For those of you old enough to remember it,  this title is taken from a really cool song done by Sam & Dave called “Soul Man” .  It has a very upbeat 70’s tempo and full of syncopated surprises.  You can even hear the trumpets and horns proclaiming the “coolness of motown”.

 

This post is dedicated to the “cool” in a great being of light named Marty who allowed me to photo him with his new painting.   Marty and I began doing some Akashic energy work together and it led to this dynamic representational soul painting of his powerful energy.  Each painting that I do  is so unique to the individual.   Like an energetic tarot card it resonates with the vibration and frequency of  ancient energies as well as working with the soul in its transformation process.  The paintings have been described as portals that can assist others in re-membering their divine purpose and awakening them to their talents and abilities.

“Sessions with Teresa ushered me into a wonderful, new phase of my life, which culminated in this incredible painting.”

I have a feeling that it will take lifetimes for some of these paintings in soul to express their true content.   Of course, it gives me such great pleasure to serve others in this form, combining the “veiled oil” painting and the energy work.   I am just the channel for whatever colors or designs wish to come through as I believe from the minute the patron decides to have their painting done, the energy begins to percolate.

 

 

 

A vision held for 12 years has come true!!! Viva Andalucia!

 

In the luminous landscape of the outer journey!

In the luminous landscape of the outer journey!   The hills of Andalusia!

Mystical visions… they hold a spark….undeniably special and profound.  They hold an immeasurable tendency to reorganize your whole way of being in the world.  This wordless vision was the energy of “Andalucía”.

Today I stand as living proof that what you hold in creative awareness can manifest delightfully on this plane of planetary juiciness.  I have just come back from a months stay in Europe….visiting Switzerland, France and Spain….and yes “Andalucía”.   I have received the greatest of gifts in knowing and surrendering to the fact that language does serve its purpose but the heart breaks through all barriers among people and cultures.  As I do not possess the languages of French, Swiss or Spain in my repertoire,  I found this out very quickly.  My way was continuously studded with angels as bright jewels in a foreign landscape to lead me to my next destination through the regions of Francais and Espana.   I am eternally grateful for how the Divine manifests such perfect balance and freedom as I navigated the narrow streets of southern France, the metros of Paris (egads!!) and the generosity of the locals in the mosques and churches and streets of Spain! 

When you sink your teeth into a journey of this magnitude it is good to have both an “outer” map and quoting the advice of a cherished friend “an inner map.”  Let me explain….  in each location there was the route, the location, the how to get there.  There were many beautiful sites and sounds to enjoy.  I have taken a tram to the highest peak in France,  visited the finest museums of painting and sculpture, and heard the angleic harmonies of a Russian men’s choir in a towering cathedral of rose colored light.  While this was nourishing my senses and appreciation for unparralleled beauty what was weaving itself through my energetic blueprint was the inner map…of lifetimes remembered and spent in these mystical places.  Chartres, Montabaun, Carcassone, Toulouse.   These were places of healing, places of releasing, places of renewal.  All of these had been held in my consciousness as if coats of many colors and designs were being shed along the route on my way to the southern rolling, expansive light filled, olive laden hills of Andalucía.  I understand that it does not take one to travel to some foreign place to shed these coats but through this experience I feel that I was able to walk each step feeling more and more the anonymity of living as a member of the human race with no identification to bind and relishingthe inner journey the freedom of complete aliveness and sweet surrender.   I am grateful for the journey and all the beautiful people who crossed my path on the way.

More is to be unveiled…of that I am sure……right now I am enjoying the “joie de vie” and the visions and promise of new paintings!

Viva Andalucía!!