“If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.”
Inspired by a dream last night: I dreamed a faerie came to call, waking me with gentle whispers. I was crying, afraid, and confused. She gently reached to her long flowing hair, and removed it, handing it to me as a gift! Her eyes twinkled as she stood there looking at me, almost with pathetic eyes, one of blue and one of green. Her skin began to change form, colors, and patterns coming and going much like a kaleidoscope. And when I looked again at her beauty with no hair, her crowning glory in the beginning, I realized her inner beauty of the gift to me was the importance of the message. I awoke sobbing, as within me I do know her visit in my dreams was a message to me to have faith and to know I will have the strength to endure my present personal situation.
Faerie sketched out in the middle of the night after dreams. Painted in Photoshop, wings added. Stroked in Twisted Brush, overlay created in Twisted Brush. Layered together in Photoshop, adjustments made to all layers.
Background Courtesy of Rubyblossom of Flickr
Wings courtesy of Jinxmim of Deviant Art