Let your colors run together, and That other person might be thinking about you too.

New material for my oracle deck guidebook! Not too bad for a Monday night teacher oatmeal brain. 😉

Let your colors run together

Mixed media on watercolor paper

Take this body rolled in ash
and splattered in pewter.
Hold this brush and paint
with orchid and lemon,
right where I know a heart
still races at the sight of caramel eyes.
Coat this abalone face in prussian blue,
then add thulian and cerise pinks.
Cover these legs and hands in jade and mint.
Remind me what it tastes like to love
the sea and the glass that’s found there.
I’ll remind you there’s deeper violet
in byzantine grapes and the soul
you think you lost…

You may have noticed my love for colors based on the artwork on some of these cards. I have a bigger love for lesser known names for colors like independence blue and artichoke green. There is a whole psychology behind the emotional and mental influence of colors. Every color is rich with symbolism and purpose, and sometimes we have to wildly mix our colors together when we may be feeling creatively lost or stagnant.
This card is about release, curiosity, and creative experimentation. There might be some sort of skill or practice you want to dive into such as learning a new language or taking up a new hobby. This might be a good time for, “out with the old, in with the new,” – maybe some redecorating, a purging of unwanted stuff sitting in your house, a new hair color, or a new wardrobe? It could be time to replace old, hindering habits with new ones that trigger growth and an escape from the everyday. This may be an indicator for even bigger changes such as a new job or a return to school – anything that’s going to make your colors mix together into something extraordinary. No matter how those shades blend together, you won’t be left with gray, so let them run together.

Writing Prompt – Look up unusual names for different shades of primary and secondary colors. Now imagine you are a sky god or goddess who is responsible for changing the colors of the rainbow. What different colors would you use and why? Relate your colors to significant people, places, or objects.

That other person could be thinking about you too.

Photograph taken at Grounds for Sculpture, Hamilton, NJ

…I’d rather hold the statue of you that exists in my mind
than touch the gloss of your photograph,
or capture the little bodies and wings of your words in my hands…

Writing Prompt: Write what you really need and want to say to your person. Be brutally carefree, raw, and honest. Scan it or take a picture of it if you’d like. It may or may not be something you want to hold onto so be prepared. But no matter what, make sure you burn the paper.

A Japanese legend tells us that if we cannot sleep, that means we are awake in someone else’s dreams. Some may say that if you dream of someone, that means he or she is thinking of you. No matter how you look at it, you are always on someone’s mind. Perhaps it’s not the person you would like to be thinking of you. Perhaps you’re on the mind of exactly who you want. Either way, you are loved and you are wanted by someone. It’s up to us to be aware and move our feet towards the ones who truly love and want us for who we are. If something doesn’t feel right, it probably isn’t.
I captured these statues because I felt like they were an incredible representation of true connection. This image and these words are about reciprocity, partnership, and perfectly accepting an imperfect human. This can be applied to all relationships since love relationships also need to thrive on a foundation of partnership and trust. Perhaps you don’t feel like you’ll ever find that level of connection seen in this photograph. Maybe you do have a strong relationship, but something seems off. Or perhaps you’re convinced that one person is your person and they either know it or they don’t. No matter where you are in your relationship, it might be time to decide – take a chance, keep moving forward together, or walk away on your own.

Lily of the Valley and Bleeding Hearts

You’ve got me like ivy
choking the walls
of my common sense
and strangling the fences
surrounding my will.

I’m Lily of the Valley,
the leaves and the bulbs,
and you are the compounds
that make me beautiful enough
to be deadly.

You’re the outstretched vines
of bleeding hearts
that look gentle enough
from a distance,
the watercolor petals hang
like soldiers on monkey bars.

But I am the trellis
that fell in the storm,
and I may not tell you why
I failed to get back up.