Today in meditation i was connected to water.

The gift of water.

The way everything, animate and inanimate, has water.

How not only is it in our rivers and oceans, under our feet in aquifers and the roots of our plants  it is in our cells and our air,

I believe that water is responsive to our attention.  I know some people think Masaru Emoto's work is pseudo-science and maybe it is, but something about it rings true to me.  The sense that the energy projected to something has an effect is something i watch happen in myself and the people i work with.  One person may be having a day where they are off balance or unwell, or happy and that seeps into the energy of the room.  I am sure water as a living element is no different, we are, after all largely water ourselves.

So if all water is responsive and considering that since the beginning of time there has been no new water made, (not one drop that was not here before in another form), then perhaps by treating the water we encounter lovingly we can make a difference.

And if we can make a difference using our energy in a loving and positive way, is that enough to balance out the negative way that others approach water?

What if in fact it is all a balance and our work as souls who believe in the power of energy is to turn up to correct the balance away from water as a vehicle for waste (think oil sands, think polluted rivers and oceans, think water used to cool reactors at Fukushima all becoming irretrievably damaged) and towards honouring water as the lifeblood of our land.  A member of the family of living beings on earth. 

How would it be if we could begin, just with the water we come in contact with to send respect, gratitude and love for its presence and support.  What if we could trust that stayed with the water, moved with it through our bodies, into the waterways, into the atmosphere, down into the earth in that cycle that supports all life.  

What if that water filled with love and gratitude nourished the next being it touched with love and gratitude?

What if it was able to provide a sense of heart-filling goodness beyond the biological function?

What if that shift was enough to start that being to exude love and gratitude?

What if that by each action of loving and respect for water we began to change the weight of what is out there in the world?

What if loving water was a panacea to the sorrow that is so evident everywhere?

Would it hurt to try?

How do you know you are not the one i have been waiting for?The one with that crucial piece i have been searching for?

How do you know that you are not the one who can make the difference, plant the seed i need, offer me just the morsel that i desire so deeply.

How do you know you don't hold the balm for me?  
Don't have the thread that will complete my tapestry?

How do you know that the voice that tells you you are not ready, are not equipped, are to small, not enough is telling the truth?

How do you know that I am not just waiting for your piece?

Please, from me and from everyone else and even the inanimate ones that need you,

Please get started.

 And if you don't do it i will never know how much more i could be with your piece.







If there is something that is whispering to you that you are holding back on please tell me in the comments - let it out to breathe here you might be surprised at what happens.

so after a little more work here is the painting..."Will they like it?"

she bought with her water, which i hope will wash her clean and the offering of her heart on a platter to the viewers

who of course have their own story and ideas woundings and perceptions

the idea i would like to explore for this course is how we are trained to do that as western women.  How seeking approval outside ourselves is just like this, putting our precious hearts outside ourselves for judgement.  And in our seeking of approval we rob ourselves of the source of our vitality.

I have struggled with this for years and have finally found some pathways to circumvent this, to keep my heart in my chest and my eyes on my dreams, visions and own truth.  It has been a revolution in my sense of self worth and my impetus for bringing to fruition that which calls to me.

If this sounds like something you would like to explore with me in an e-course please contact me here I would love to hear from you... 

i thought it might be fun to make a painting and record the progress... maybe you would like to walk with me through the process?

I first got the idea of photographing as i go from a course organised by Jeanne Oliver.

But i didn't remember this idea until i was about 4 layers in.  So forgive me that.

The painting was started with the intention that it express an experience I am building a course around...
stage 1 of the birth - conception - the intention is crucial. (the intention might just be to see what happens or it might be solid like this paintings was but there is always something that joins me when i begin with a clear intention that makes the process richer and flow more freely)

the course i am creating is called "Making Your Own Measuring Stick."  It is about learning to shift from external to internal validation

and i wanted the first painting to be about the feeling of seeking external validation.

I used colours and marks on the canvas turning it over and over a la Flora Bowley and Mystele Kirkeeng.

stage 2 of the birth - play - making marks and patterns dissolving myself in the joy of colour and trying new things.  This is crucial to me - if painting was joyless i would not do it - i want joy and play in my life- no amount of theory will help me recognise a story but playfulness and curiosity sure will)

I waited until i found some marks that made me want to listen to their story a little more and i worked until i came up with this.  On the way to this i had to cover some beautiful colours and patterns - there was even a glorious wolf in one corner that was very hard to let go of... and yet the intention kept insisting on something else.

stage 3 of the birth - being brave, saying goodbye to somethings, so that the intention may come through (this is the life death life cycle)


and this is what i gestated up to here... an angry figure with an empty space where their heart should be holding a plate in the foreground and in the background is rain - orange rain, and there are figures standing looking down at the plate..

I could feel the anger of the figure who was offering up the plate and the peering down looming quality of the figures... I kept listening

i saw figures in a row behind and decided the red figures needed to be less hot... the painting was cooling down... and the figure's anger was being replaced  she first began to kneel....

everyone seemed more sombre... there was a hole where her heart should be... an emptiness was ringing out

the colourful rain went and the woman became more sombre,,, the figures were bleached like bones

my brain said there needs to be more life, less white so i began to green the figures up... that should do it

no not green they said. blue.  So i made them blue... and rain fell 

and so she waits to tell me what is next....

Stage 6. waiting.