There is no straight line to love, no map, no go here do this and you will find it buried under the third rock from the moon, or sun or stars or under the lilac bush in the backyard.
There is, only Love.
It is not hiding amongst the stars or buried in the backyard.
It just is, everywhere.
And Love is a beautiful mess.
Once upon a time, I thought I had to search for love. To do A, B, C and it would be mine, forever and always. Wrapped up in its warm and welcoming blanket, I would be happy forever more.
But Love doesn’t work like that. Love doesn’t care for A, B, C’s or 1, 2, 3’s.
Love surrounds us always. It is an invisible field of energy that permeates our beings, our senses, our worlds. To tap into it, all we have to do is exactly what Love asks… Be ourselves.
Because Love is a beautiful mess that does not judge, criticism or grade our ability or response to it.
All it asks is that we Love the mess that we are and get down and dirty with heart’s craving to be Loved, just the way we are.
You don’t need to bring a guide book or a compass to love yourself. All you need is to be present to your heart.
Open. Cracked. Broken. Messy.
No matter its condition, Love is there, always flowing. Always present. Always Loving you, exactly the way you are, where you’re at, no matter what you’re doing. Asking you to do the same, no matter how broken, discouraged, defeated, confused or messy you judge yourself.
The question is… can you Love the messiness of you the way Love does?
9 x 12 Watercolor paper (90lb)
White Muslin painted with dye inks affixed to a background painted with ink and imprinted with acyrlic paints on a Gelli Pad.
Collage pieces are Gelli printed and affixed with gloss medium
All layered together in one beautiful mess.