S.I. Sheehan
Profile
- Name
- S.I. Sheehan
- Joined
- Nov 2007
If you have happened upon my page, blessings to you.
This art is created to hopefully move the observer in some way.
It is known from times past that any type of art, visual or written, is meant to lay forth a way for those who ‘see’ to continue.
If you find a labyrinth of wanderings within these works, then you have seen.
All is that has been is within the brightening path, the ever hope that follows the way. Ancestors move within me, bringing my soul always to that which was before, and to that which is ever after.
I sit in the circle of White Light Magick.
Bright Blessings
Please join me in signing the Tara Reburial Petition
Visit my new website. It is a work in progress, so I would love to get some feedback from my fellow Bubblers!
“It is a pleasure and delight to be a member of Red Bubble, a vast community filled with endless potential and possibility!”
Art Is The Perception Of An Altered Reality©
My Personality Type Is
INFJ
I was honored by being named Digital Color May 2008 Artist of the Month on Digital Consciousness
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Groups
S.I. Sheehan hosts 1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices and is a member of All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Architectural Photography, Bits and Pieces , Colour Me Vibrant Red!, End Times, Fabulous Flowers, Friends of RedBubble, Horse and Rider , Ireland , Practising the Dark Arts, Six Words Only and WMG.
Journal Entries
Thinking About Life
Posted 22 days ago, 7 comments so far.
Meet Mr. Noel McGuinness
Posted 25 days ago, 6 comments so far.
On My Way
Posted 26 days ago, 17 comments so far.
They Have Sold Their Souls For Filthy Lucre
Posted about 1 month ago, 5 comments so far.
When Magick Begins
Posted about 1 month ago, 4 comments so far.
Please Join Me
Posted 2 months ago, 12 comments so far.
Miscommunicating On The Internet
Posted 2 months ago, 13 comments so far.
The Endless Cycle And Circle Of Life
Posted 3 months ago, 8 comments so far.
Online Predators
Posted 3 months ago, 33 comments so far.
For Danny
Posted 4 months ago, 32 comments so far.
Art
Writing
Nothing
Nothing is sacred. I have been left with nothing. Expectations were grand. Nothing is left. I am drained, there is nothing, Left.
I Will Forever Belong
Now, present, in this circumstance, I jump off of / A cliff, into the Nether regions. I walk unafraid / Through a door with no visible opening. I gaze / Out of windows into transcendence.
Blessings On The Sacred Center
Brighid of the covering, / Your mantle spread thick / Over the land, protect that / Which is holy, Mother, allow / Your children to be filled with / The energy and faith to go / Forward to finish this…
Lament Mother, For That Which Was Holy Is Gone
Flee from the beasts that would hollow / Your graves and disturb your sacred rest.
Remembrance
There is something comforting / In the smell of mothballs and lotion, like being rocked in / The bosom of a well loved friend.
The Dew Of Dear Tara
I’ll come back to the dew of dear Tara / To restore the strong magick of old.
