Soul spirit
762 creative works found
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'INTUITION"
by JewdACRYLIC ON CANVAS
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Acrylic on canvas board and computer art.
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Acrylic on canvas with computer art. I have always felt a strong connection to anything arabic or african and the vast knowledge and wisdom that women have held in those cultures is passed through the collective for us to garner… THE INTUITVIE MIND LEADS THE LIFE, / WHETHER WE ACKNOWLEDGE IT OR NOT. / IT SENDS OUT SPORES OF ENERGY & EMANATIONS / THAT RETURN TO US AS FEELINGS & INTUITIONS…
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The Path in wonderland. / I Love this image a lot , Spiritually i would call it / ” The road less traveled ” which is also a title of a book that i enjoy reading. / —-—-—-—-—-—— Sally Omar / got inspired by my work and wrote this amazing Poem to go with this Image ,Thank you sally / —-—-—-—-—-—- THE PATH There is The Path of the unknown / Where I walked all alone / No one there by my side / Afraid to run wanting to hide / But as I walked there was such peace / All my fears suddenly ceased / I felt the hand of God calling to me / And the trees and the clouds guiding me / I walked this Path and felt no fear / Knowing that our Maker was near / I prayed aloud wanting Him to listen / Asking him what was my mission / I heard a Voice say down to me / Be a good person and one day you’ll see / A Heaven that is beyond reverie / You shall be honored at the Gate / Where your Lord and God await / So turn around it’s not your time / Live your life and you’ll do fine / When you’re ready for this Wonderland / I will be there to hold your hand.
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This painting was inspired by my Spirit Guides like all my paintings. It may stir the viewer to see what needs to be thrown away or torn down and whatever remains can provide us with an opportunity to recreate ourselves. There are many doors we walk through in our lives and this painting reminds us to close the door behind. Freeing us to do more things, which may help us to understand our choices and visions. Grounding us without unbalancing our personalities, helping us to awaken a Spiritual understanding, which can help to transform our fears and accept our paths, whatever they may be.
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So the body of a man is the husk which perishes; but the soul, the spiritual embryo, starts into new life of precisely the same nature as it has before. Words By G.Henslow Spiritual Teachings of Bible Plants This painting is dedicated to Mavis who is my mentor, teacher and friend. Thank you for everything. Music – Pachelbel Acrylics Paints/Inks on paper. April 2008
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For the first time this dear painting is out to be seen in public since I created her I kept her to myself over 2 years ago original 100×80 cm , canvas. / Best to be seen in LARGE view for details.
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Idea: Angi Sullins / Design: Silas Toball For inspiration visit the Message from the Muse Blog! For our gallery of inspirational and mytho-poetic art visit Duirwaigh Studios Duirwaigh Studios: / There you can find prints, greeting cards, calendars, books and more that will make perfect gifts. Plus our inspirational film “A Knock at the Door” and more…
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Original 120×120 cm , canvas. This work is my take on Fatima hand , the hand of protection and spiritual healing.
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Wounds
by Wendy SleeI am more / than the sum of these wounds, / though they threaten to engulf me. / Yet sometimes, the wounds seem greater than I, / and they drag me back into / the raw and ragged edges of memory, / where pain casts a dark shadow beside me. / Within me the hands of fate have carved / a well so deep that at times there seems / NO way out, / and I claw the walls with bleeding hands and cry for release. Is this all I am? / Is this the meaning to my existence? / Is this what I came here for? Deep within I hear the whisper that tells me to look, / there IS more. / This self same well that struggles to contain my sorrow and incubate my fears, is the same vessel that would hold all my love, / even all the love of this world, / and emanate an effervescent light of joy from its depths. / Yet I pass through it without realizing I have been a prisoner / of my own choosing. How doggedly we hollow out this well, and fill ourselves with what we know, or think we do, / how blindly we allow it to define who we are, / and sound out the rhythm of our being…. / but as deep as the pain cuts darkly, / and the wound gouges out a hollow so black, / so much deeper is that place within that might burst with love and joy, an empty space resounding with potential / and the promise of healing and truth. / IF only we could realize we are more, / than that which we let overwhelm us. I was walking through the forest and saw a red glow ahead of me in the shadows….. there was a bright red circle on a fallen tree and it drew me to it. I could not believe how bright this red wound was, on this tree, a gaping, raw, bloody hole, and it made me weep inside for all living things. This is the sight, the image, that made me think more about my own woundedness, and perhaps the wounds that we all carry and too often lose ourselves in. /
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I had a dream, / A dream so profound / That written words could not express it, / Only tears; / No verbal language could convey it, / Only visions. / This dream spoke in music, it played out in light, / It flickered and danced in emotional tremors / That originated from a source beyond the heart. It manifested within me but not of me / And hovered freely beyond me. / Elusive, I tried to grasp its full meaning, / But could only see it when I closed my eyes, / I could only feel it, when I let it go. / The dream had wings and I felt / The rush of air as it lifted me. We were as we were meant to be – / Released from the heavy chains of our humanity, / Risen above the petty materialism and power struggles / That we once thought defined us. / We had relinquished the ironies of our need for separation from others / That wrestled constantly with our deepest yearning for belonging and unity, / We had softened into our connection with the Earth / And felt her heartbeat as our own, / We had begun to tread more tenderly upon the face of / The one who sustains us, / And remembered again, / To honour the beauty that she held up in her mirror. / Our recognition grew in the knowing that what we saw in our world / Was but a reflection of what we held inside, / Of Who we truly are, / And that the choice between fear and love was our very own, / Not the whim of a distant God. In this moment, we had grown wings, / And through the very lightness of our awakening…. / We had reached beyond our human limitations / And soared free.
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Emotions Resist them, and they will destroy you. / Wallow in them, and they will drown you…. / BEcome them and they will rule you. Yet these are the radio waves between the inner core of your being and the All There Is…a link between your knowing and not knowing…… an elusive clue to your many questions. Acknowledge them and they will speak to you. / Feel them, and they will guide you… / Honour them, and they will reveal the deepest truths of your existence.
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“She could no longer deny the gypsy in her soul” © Angi Sullins & Silas Toball / Greeting card published by Tree-Free For inspiration without our blog www.MessagefromtheMuse.com For our gallery of inspirational and mytho-poetic art visit Duirwaigh Studios Duirwaigh Studios: / There you can find prints, greeting cards, calendars, books and more that will make perfect gifts. Plus our inspirational film “A Knock at the Door” and more…
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Blowing memory bubbles in my mind’s eye / The inner child once lost, is now satisfied, No time for childhood, has long since gone past / Creative play and expressive fun, now a blast, Lost in the shadows of life’s time and space / Profoundly regained in moments of grace, Within me again, so proud to loudly report / With no fear of traumas’ outing transport, Little bubble fae nestled safely in my skin / To love, respect , honor and listen herein, N’er again will I lose you, nor ignore your cry / Your imaginative spirit gives us the wings to fly. ©tkrosevear 3/30/2009 Processing a splintering of soul, retrieving my four year old self ~ lost and unheard until recently. Photograph of Bubble merged with self-recollected drawing of myself at play with wings of dragonfly (illusions), merged and edited in photoshop7 with lens flares and redfield plug-in fractilius as final filters. InnerChild
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I want to thank Paul V for being such an amazing model! You are such a delight to work with! xox Vonne The end is simply a new beginning. We shed the shell that is our body and are transformed to pure energy as we return home.
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This artwork was featured in Core [C.O.R.E], Living Christianity, A Spiritual Walk, Music Inspired Art, Art For The World, Globes, Spheres, and Curves Life is the childhood of our immortality. – Goethe Inspired by this serene little tune. Stock Credits / Background & Texture / Hand & Sphere / Sparkles / Stock copyrights remain the property of their respective owners.
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All work in this portfolio is © Stephanie Rachel Seely. / These materials (images and poems) may NOT be edited, copied, reproduced, printed, distributed, displayed, performed, or used in any way, in whole or in part, without my written permission. Please respect copyright and do not save or upload any images or poems to Photobucket, Flickr, Myspace, Facebook etc. These creative materials are NOT public domain. This artwork was featured in Dimensions (twice). “When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves, / it is useless to seek it elsewhere.” / François de La Rochefoucauld / French author and nobleman (1613-1680) Not at all what I set out to create, but I’m very pleased with it all the same :) Stock Credits / Hand & Sphere / Butterfly / Stock copyrights remain the property of their respective owners.
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My Website Take My Soul Away That was some revealing light / That you shone on me last night / Have you turned away from me / Because you know that I can’t see? But if you leave me in the night, / Well then you’re leaving me in spite / And if you leave me in the day / Well then you’ll take my soul away Nothing ever happens to me / Though I still can’t see the things that you see. / Was anybody there? / Does anybody care? No, nobody to show me the way / No, nobody to tell me to stay / No, nobody was there / No, nobody does care That was some revealing light / That you shone on me last night / Have you turned away from me? / Because you know that I can’t see And if you leave me in the night / Well then you’re leaving me in spite / And if you leave me in the day / Well then you’ll take my soul away If you leave me in the night / Well then you’re leaving me in spite / And if you leave me in the day / Well then you’ll take my soul away The Cranberries
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My Website This image was just a force from within today / The soul is a very powerful thing…. All About Soul She waits for me at night, she waits for me in silence / She gives me all her tenderness and takes away my pain / And so far she hasn’t run, though I swear she’s had her moments / She still believes in miracles while others cry in vain It’s all about soul / It’s all about faith and a deeper devotion / It’s all about soul / ‘Cause under the love is a stronger emotion / She’s got to be strong / ‘Cause so many things getting out of control / Should drive her away / So why does she stay? / It’s all about soul She turns to me sometimes and asks me what I’m dreaming / And I realize I must have gone a million miles away / And I ask her how she knew to reach out for me that moment / And she smiles because it’s understood there are no words to say It’s all about soul / It’s all about knowing what someone is feeling / The woman’s got soul / The power of love and the power of healing / This life isn’t fair / It’s gonna get dark, it’s gonna get cold / You’ve got to be tough, but that ain’t enough / It’s all about soul There are people who have lost every trace of human kindness / There are many who have fallen, there are some who still survive / She comes to me at night and she tells me her desires / And she gives me all the love I need to keep my faith alive It’s all about soul / It’s all about joy that comes out of sorrow / It’s all about soul / Who’s standing now and who’s standing tomorrow / You’ve got to be hard / Hard as the rock in that old rock ‘n’ roll song / But that’s only part, you know in your heart / It’s all about soul Billy Joel
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featured in SOLO-EXHIBITION 10-19-2009 / featured in Angel Wings & Heaven 10-03-2009 / featured in Feminine Intent 09-25-2009 Colors are Emptiness and Emptiness is Color (Lin Yun) /
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That is one of the great difficulties in experiencing the unconscious—that one identifies with it and becomes a fool. You must not identify with the unconscious; you must keep outside, detached, and observe objectively what happens…. it is exceedingly difficult to accept such a thing, because we are so imbued with the fact that our unconscious is our own – my unconscious, his unconscious, her unconscious – and our prejudice is so strong that we have the greatest trouble disidentifying. Jung, C. G. The Psychology of Kundalini Yoga – Notes of the Seminar given in 1922 by C. G. Jung. Painting inspired by Jung Music – Peter Gabriel’s Passion Acrylics,pigments and graphite / 102×42cm on paper September, 27th 2009
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