I rest in my purity,
untouched, unseen,
just for me.
Bathing in my own
white innocence,
In white, milky innocence,
I bathe.

Feel that,
Feel that.

Pristine
milky light
meant for you,
meant for your heart,
for your body,
for your throat.

Rest in the unadulterated.
Rest in the unadulterated.

Know thyself as whole
in that innocence.

I am the lamb
and the holy blood,
one and the same.
I bleed in innocence.

Let the tears roll down your face.

Holy, holy, holy
Dove,
rest in thine own cloak
protecting the Divine heart.

Make room
In your soul
for my entrance.

And we are one and the same.
And we are one and the same.

We are one.

This painting came out of a deep prayer space.  I felt the presence of Mary Magdalene and Jesus.  Tuning into them, I was shown, in my inner vision, what looked like the top of a complex ancient temple, which seemed to be from another dimension.  I was guided to center myself underneath this sacred form.  They asked me to move forward a few times, to align to the center.  Apparently, I wasn’t quite getting there.  When I did get to that sweet spot, I felt the back of my energy field fill out -  lovely and healing.

They suggested my taking a  thirty-day break from reading about the intense happenings around the world shown on the news, to give my body, nervous system, and emotions a rest.  Then, a beautiful white rose appeared, that had such purity about it.

I wanted a photo of a rose to paint from for this piece.   Paging through a rose book, I saw a white rose which I thought seemed perfect.  I looked down to see the name of the rose and it was, Pascal, which means, “lamb,” in French.

The woman in the painting is a young Mary Magdalene in her innocence, tenderness.  A rose is often a symbol for Mary Magdalene and the lamb, a symbol of Christ:  Thus, the name, Pascal Rose.