The Seer is Cherished
The Seer is Cherished
Please scroll down to read about her.
Each high quality print (giclee) is on stretched canvas with your choice of depths of either .75 or 1.5 inches. The price includes an affixed hanger so it can be hung directly on the wall. If you wish to frame the print, I recommend ordering the .75 inch depth.
As each print is a special order, please allow two to three weeks for delivery.
Original Painting: 16 x 20 x 1/4 in. SOLD
My bright eyes see a lot.
My adornments aren’t frivolous.
They are conduits for
messages from other realms,
other realities that can
provide healing balm
and light to that
which has been hidden,
just by the seeing,
just by the holding
in awareness.
May I see you?
Will you see me?
It remains to be seen.
The process of seeing
is delicate, subtle,
sensing tendrils,
but, sometimes
it comes
like a blinding light,
an explosion of information.
Cherish your seeing.
Cherish your gift.
They are God-given.
Connected to the heart,
it is a gift to be given.
Somewhere in my thirties, I began to receive clear images and messages for people and a strong impulse to do hands-on healing work. I did some readings, getting accurate information. One time, while I was working with someone, I kept hearing a particular name. I asked her about it and she jumped up immediately as though a shock had moved through her. She told me that was the name of the man who had molested her for years when she was a child. During another session, the energy was so thick and intense in the room, there was no other way to interpret it other than evil. Together we said prayers, blessed water and sprinkled it around the room and used essential oils for clearing.
Those experiences, as well as some others, were very surprising and challenging to me. I was tapping into women’s deep pain. For a few days, after working with someone, I would feel very ill. It wasn’t workable for me to continue. I felt I had to shut down this ability. I also worried that pursuing this gift had the possibility of my getting stuck in an identity, an arrogance, as I’ve noticed with people I knew and had seen.
This painting signifies my inviting back the seer in me. Getting close to the end of finishing the painting, I asked her what else she wanted. She requested lines of lightning coming down connecting to her adornment feathers, which are her sensors.
Cherish feels like the right word to honor that part of myself. I’m now open to receiving that which needs to be known and seen for myself and for others.