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Poise

Cropped detail of Poise.

Poise reflects on balance and dignity acrylic on canvas 16/24 inches.

So too I have been lost, and I have been found, I have been abandoned and I have been assisted. I am not deluded by some presumption of my personal superiority, I am just tired of not saying anything when the whole world is crying for my heart, for our hearts, for humanities sanctuary. Thou shalt not pass, She said. This is my castle my home, my country, my people, my family, my community and the kingdom flourished as the mother’s protected them from their own vices and their own faults. 

Yasmeen

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Free

So you plunge your spear into her waking mind and she moves like a missile through the ocean, her target the pain of your ineptitudes, not because she does not love you but because she does, and so she will hit them with the fury of her righteousness and burn them out of you until you are truly free.

Yasmeen

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Forever

Forever is not a concept, it is a reality, forget everything I have said if you have taken it to mean that I am something. I am forever, I am eternity if I am anything, neither am I here, nor am I there, I have not been born and neither do I die, I am not this, and I am not this form, if anything I am you and you are me, and this is our Eternity.

Yasmeen

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Wedding of Mymoona

This is not me loving you, these are the cries of your unborn children longing to love you through me

Amazing what God makes of men and women’s hearts, like toys in the fabric of creation, you can be way over in the middle of Siberia, digging in the snow and freezing your bum off, and she can be far away in the middle of a desert burying dinner scraps to avoid the animals coming to the tent at night, and all they can think about is each other.

Yasmeen

acrylic on paper 
~ in collection ~ 

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Window

Who are you little sister? Sitting by the window winding wool, the long strands tell the stories of the many sisters all around the world who have sat spinning. She lean’s out of the window and see’s the other women moving on the balconies in the afternoon, cleaning and tidying and hanging out wet fabrics in the wind. You bring the cycle of nature into your home, each sweeping motion of your broom is an inner wind, each sopping cloth of water washing is the inner rain, each thread the gathering of many threads, an inner family, community, the dignity of humanities dress. You are not alone sister, you are not alone. Light gave birth to you, you shall return to light, your hands move wind, water, earth, air, fire into creativity rhythmically blessing your home, crowning you, you are the hive sister, you are the measure of all things, both great and small. As great and vast as the cosmos and beyond, as miniscule and immeasurable as that atom that observed the plank that observed the…… This is not smallness and this is not greatness this is You, sister, never alone, sitting winding wool by the window.

Yasmeen

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Our Lady of Guadalupe

Virgin of Gaudeloup
Painted for Catherine Schweig
Catherine has commissioned three works from me, she is an incredible woman of huge light and power. A mother and community light worker. 
I have been honored to paint for her and her beautiful path of feminine strength. 
This painting required a certain amount of study and Catherine carefully directed me with detailed emails as per the composition and the elements therein. 
Each part of this painting has potent symbolism.  for the Orthodox Christian

The Virgin of Guadalupe completed and mailed the painting arrives home  

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Chalice of Peace

I demand of you integrity, I demand it of you. This is not a gathering for the weak minded, this is a gathering of the strongest hearts. Only the strongest among you can sit here and listen, I am a chalice of peace, you have no right to sit here if you are not ready to fulfill your realized dreams. It is not time to be lazy, it is not time to turn the other cheek, it is time to face the enemy with a full heart. The enemy has appeared now, because peace is realized in this company, so turn to the enemy within yourself and overcome it. 

Yasmeen





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Hold this Burning Branch

 Hold this burning branch and do not cry, hold it in your arms and do not weep, the fire has gone out with the breath of your acceptance of it. I am sitting in the fire my love, sitting at the bedside of the sick and dying, I am sitting at the birth and at the death of things. You have not understood what I have been saying my love, like sickness and weakness and wrath, the things that make up the world of meeting our own inner pain. Sing it out, sing it now, accept it, everything follows through, an unbroken chain of connection, you have not realized I am sitting in the fire, holding the burning branch, neither do you smell the smoke, nor do you feel the heat. But I am sitting here, your love, sitting here inside the flame and have become the light, so there is nothing left to love but light.

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Fox Woman Commission

at first it was like this…

and then I felt she needed to feel the fox.. and really feel like a fox lady herself…
and someone very precious to me told me….that I needed to work on the hands and face… the detail and expression….
and so I looked closer…

she wanted the Raven and the little birds

and now Fox Woman is in her home ~ right there…and she is happy 🙂
thank you Janet <3 <3 <3