I have always lived an enchanted life starting as a very young child. As a child I believed I had magickal powers that could heal and charm. As I grew older and all other girls were out dating I was running around my enchanted forest shape shifting into a horse. The horse symbolic of the wheel of life, death, rebirth, and travel took me far away from my troubles. I spent many an hour sketching horses on anything that could support pencil lead. There was one particular color and shape horse I wanted to capture onto my paper. This horse was large, animated and in the color of black and white or gray. Little did I know I would find him years later in flesh and bone to become my mentor, and later teaching me the Realm of the Myst of healing and magick. He would be my inspiration to heal with my art but it would take years of growing to finally come to where I am today and understand why my journey of life has been what it has.
I spent 12 years in the Realm of healer learning energy healing and earth/herbal healing. This journey connected me to the ancient traditions of my Finnish and Bohemian ancestors. This will be evident in some of my art. Through my ancestors I learned about the faerie realms which the gypsies call Biti Foki. The Finish people also believed in the faeries. When J.R.R Tolkien wrote about the lands in his Lord of the Rings books he was describing Finland. So how could I help but become who I have become today.
I'm an Indigo/ Empath. Yes there are adult Indigo's. That is the biggest reason I paint and paint alone. I need my space! It is an outlet for the emotional and environmental bombardment I receive from daily life. It is my release. An empath can feel other peoples pain, emotions and we are very good at seeing through the walls to the truth. It is hard for us to just walk by a person or animal needing help physical or emotional. I spend alot of time feeling drained and ill for no reason to find out that someone close to me is going through emotional or physical pain. My daughters toothaches were the worst!
So, the enchanted wood that I live in is atop a sacred mountain in Howard, Colorado. Far, far away from civilization.I live in a home we built that is 100% solar. Myself and my husband John of 24 years live with our 2 poodles Guido and Frodo, a black Shepard mix Nicco, one mule named Duke and of course my mentor into the Realm of the Myst, Wynter my horse.
Because I write also, portions of my story with Wynter who was called Lucky in his past life has been published in Sacred Hoop Magazine of Great Britian, The Metaphysical Whole Living Guide and All About Animals.
My oldest Andrea is raising the grandchildren and my youngest daughter Whitney is finishing up college to become a music therapist and she is classical flute musician.
I hope you enjoy what I have tried to recapture and put onto canvas. This is my reality, I may be almost 50 but I still live in an enchanted Realm full of Dragons, fairies, unicorns, etc. Someone once said “Where you believe there is magick you will find it!”
I find it every day.
Healing the Winged's
I have many stories of helping to heal the wingeds. Ihave helped turkey's, peacocks, chickens and wild birds to mention a few. My latest was a small sparrow that had hit my window. I am never sure if I am helping them to cross over or to heal. It is up to them. If they hit hard enough and break their necks of course there is nothing I can do but ensure their crossing into the next realm and bury them. Usually 1 out of 5 I end up burying. It is so sad to hold that tiny beautiful lifeless body in my hand knowing it was my window that caused their death. Most of them I help save and that is the most amazing feeling to hold such a delicate creature in the palm of your hand and feel his tiny speeding heart beat. This last one hit and I immediately went out to see if it was laying on my deck and sure enough it was. Getting them very quickly is essential since once shock sets in they can go fast. I picked up his body in my hands very carefully and held one hand over him and the life force energy soon began to flow into him. I ask that only enough energy that his body can handle enters him. Soon his erratic heart beat settled and his breathing became more rythmic. That was a good sign. It took about 15 minutes of energy and he was standing tall in my hand. I always leave enough space between my hands to allow him to fly away. They usually stay for a few moments and stare at me. This one did the usual "deposit" in my hand, which I have learned not to freak out over. After his warm deposit he chirped a few times and flew strongly away. The feeling is so unexplainable to hold such a tiny life and to see it fly once again. I feel gratitude and a strange sence of "Aw" coming from them. They all send a message and this one said he wanted me to take his picture and let everyone see. He is reminding us that we are not above nature and that we are part of nature. When we say "we are one" or "all my relations" it means ALL realms of life be it animal, mineral, plant, etc.
