Vesta & Me

Years ago, an amazing college professor introduced me to the world of Greek & Roman mythology.  While I’ve regrettable forgotten her name, I vividly recall the myths she brought to life every time she walked into class, hopped up onto her desk, & told us stories as if we were eager grandchildren crowded around her feet.  She brought them all to life– Zeus, Diana, Aphrodite, Apollo, & Persephone to name a few.  The goddess who comes to mind when I pull in my driveway, the porch light shining like a beacon in the dark is Vesta, Roman goddess of the hearth (Hestia in Greek).  Romantically, I envision her lighting a fire in the fireplace & turning on a lamp beside the sofa… beckoning me to come home where I can rest, reflect, & rejuvenate when the windchill dips below zero & the ice lays thick on the dangerously slick roads.

Now I know I’m the one who left the porch light on for myself; yet, isn’t it lovely to picture a goddess tending the fire of the home, making it welcoming, warm, & safe for all who enter?  I embody the qualities of that goddess every time I light a candle at dinnertime or leave a small light on in the kitchen so my boyfriend can find his way to make coffee before sunrise.  These are all attempts to bring in light where there was none.  I’m the keeper of my own hearth.  I am Vesta.

I take the image of Vesta step further.  Home is often a symbol for our spirit or Soul so could Vesta also represent the flame within each of us?  Ovid is credited with calling her “the living flame”.  Could I embody this goddess’s attributes, living my life so the Divine spark within me turns into a living flame, illuminating my path & those whose lives I touch?

Yes, I am Vesta but I am also Aphrodite, Athena, Kali, & Kuan Yin.  As are you.

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She Rises Above It

I just finished a painting in honor of all the women I know who struggle & fall along the way but have the strength to get up again. Empowered & courageous, they don’t let anything keep them down for long.  It’s called “She Rises Above It”.

She Rises Above It was inspired by women who can stand up, dust themselves off, & walk with their heads held high, no matter what has happened in the past.

She Rises Above It was inspired by women who can stand up, dust themselves off, & walk with their heads held high, no matter what has happened in the past.

Visit my Etsy shop at www.etsy.com/shop/PureSusan to see this painting & my other work.

A magical spell

This one little magical word could change lives… including mine. I’m inspired to increase it’s usage in my own conversations.

Druid Life

After some deliberation, I have come to the conclusion that I do indeed have a favourite magical word. It is a charm against abuse, ludicrousness, greed and exhaustion. It has the power to protect the planet from human predation if only we use it properly. As a charm it works in a number of ways, layered with meaning and possibility.

That word, is ‘enough’.

To recognise that we have enough, is a powerful thing. Many people in the world are out there grasping after bigger piles of stuff they cannot use, because they lack the magical insight an ‘enough’ charm will bring. The flip side of the same issue fails to recognise that far too many people in the world do not have enough, do not have food, clean water, shelter or peace. They too need the magic of ‘enough’ to lift them out of misery.

“Enough” is the magic…

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Truth Cards

I have an amazing group of friends who I can dance with, drum with, & drink fabulous bottles of wine as we laugh, cry, & share together.  They’re more than friends; they’re mentors each in their own way, stretching me intellectually & spiritually.  So when one of them suggested that each of us make a Truth Box,  stirring creativity into the soup with our intellects & spirits, I was intrigued.  I never heard of a Truth Box before.  Ellen explained that it is a shoebox decorated by the owner to symbolize her truth about herself, using whatever materials inspire her.  Then, each other member of our clan will contribute a small object to place in the box, the “truth” about the receiver as the giver sees it.

For example, one woman selected aromatherapy candles for each of us based on traits she saw in us.  Her vision of me was revealed in the name of the fragrant purple candle I received– Creativity.

This bitterly cold January day is the perfect opportunity to go within… deep into the womb of my home (my art studio)… and deep within myself to reflect on what each friend means to me.  I began with a meditation on an individual, focusing on her name & image in my mind.  Thus inspired, I selected imagery, textiles, & patterns to represent the “truth” from the rich variety of materials I’ve collected over the years.    Intuition reigned during this part of the process.  Once materials were chosen, I let intellect rule so I could make decisions about composition & edit the materials that didn’t resonate as strongly as others.  At first, I considered this activity a balancing act between the aspects of self– head, heart, & hands… but upon further reflection, it feels more like being on a child’s swing, flying through the air in a giant arc.  At times reaching high toward spirit then dipping through intellect before swinging to the opposite height where emotions reside.   What started out as an intriguing art activity ultimately became a magical, sacred act, expressing the connection between me & each of the women in my clan.

I know “truth” is multilayered, never complete & ever-revealing…like the wonderful friendships I have with these special women.

The "truth" as I see it in this moment in time.

The “truth” as I see it in this moment in time, or at least… a part of the truth.

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