Angels among Us…

They appear from nowhere, stepping out of the mist along the water’s edge… Wings slightly tattered she stood on the shore, looking out to the gentle infinity of blue. When she looked at me I saw it in her eyes – reflected. She stood there and focused her gazer slowly upon me. Light radiated from her face, the third eye in her forehead, and her flaming hair. I stood silent , gently absorbing her radiance.

 

I  can only be thankful I was there at that moment. I followed her walking along the beach. I watched as she danced, the two of us alone on the shore as the birds swooped around her, like music. we were connected as if by a psychic thread, a while glowing string that pulled me along as she walked….I followed her further, walking through the places no one walks, abandoned warehouses and a shoreline that skirted the grey city as if sh e were a mermaid who had found both feet and wings..

We walked, her movements connected somehow to my heart with that glowing but invisible string pulling me along, as if I could walk over water. I wondered where she was going, and where she would take me; where she lived and if she would walk gently over top the silvery water of the lake. Nothing seemed real and nothing seemed impossible. She looked as if she had walked out of time, stepping through centuries or decades at will, with her black boots and her wings carrying her. Her black coat was long and old. Trimmed with fur and wide skirted, swirling its heavy skirts in the wind as she moved in her joyous circles, its sleeves covering her hands that flashed white like her face. She could have stepped from any time or place… Medieval England, Victorian Ireland, she could have been the original Strega de Buonaventura, or a salem witch… her beauty was rich – half spirit and half earthling.She walked as a spirit among us, half flesh and half an electric being of light , her cells were oscillating wave lengths  filled with rainbows of light. I saw them when I looked into her clear, almost transparent aqua eyes. . The radiance was  blinding.

Darkness was falling quickly. The moon was in perigree, full and about to rise. She was hurrying somewhere, taking me with her.. The lake and city spread before us across the lake. I watched the sun set through the darkness of her silhouetted wings.

Angels appear as messengers, harbingers of change at times when we are most sensitive, when the veils thin and we can  see the angels and spirits that walk amongst us … She  glowed with light and fire, mirroring the sunset.  I watched them both fade as she became a chameleon, her skin slowly merging with the colours in the sky until it turned into darkness, and she disappeared into the early winter night.

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Fairy Cuisine, in the Raw

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Pink roses, azalea, sweet lilacs, bleeding hearts, quince blossoms and pansies sit waiting in a bowl. Washed and picked for sugar coating they await their transformation…they will become sugar coated flowers. Lovingly painting their petals with a brush, I cover the flowers  with a special mix of frothy white of egg, a touch of confectioner’s sugar and lemon juice.  Some flowers can be dipped into the liquid. I then pour crystal showers of finely ground, almost powdered castor sugar over them in waves until thee petals are covered. I do it again , catching the empty spots until they are all covered , then allow them to dry. The flowers can be gently placed on a sieve or a screen placed over a plate to catch the excess coating that will drip off the petals  while drying. More o the fine castor sugar can be poured over the drying blossoms and after sitting overnight they will be dry and sugar coated and sparklingly preserved. The crystal covered flowers make wonderful cake decorations , especially for fancy tortes and cakes made with rose petal jam.  

Venus meets Mars in Aries…

The Cosmic Lovers  join in celestial embrace in the Heavens, interlocking flames like two Dragons in love while kissing in the sky; their wings becoming one in their moment of passion.                         The Heavens alight, we traverse the milky snows of Embolic,  electric with the proximity of Uranus, the cosmic lovers opening our wings with hope into Aquarian skies.

From the Celestial Hearts series, the two images above are both digitally manipulated photographs of paintings and available to order. The Golden Wing painting is 40 by 96 inches and is a duet composed of two  canvasses.

Venus on Fire in the Golden Lake

A new painting is flowing like music, as if pouring out of my hands and my heart. It is like a golden lake. A work in progress, soft coral clouds form a sky on the canvas, painted with layers of paint mixed in thin washes of time.Dull gold gleams as a base somewhere  beneath the reds and creams. Placed there about ten years ago, like time trapped on canvas and preserved, glazes hold floating fragments of gold. Small fires and soft explosions are caught there forever like old loves that continue to smoulder; their beauty never dies, gold in our hearts. Venus is now fully in Chiron’s embrace. I feel them mingled together… the wise teacher and healer and the Goddess of beauty are meeting in the last sign  of Pisces, the fully opened heart, yet they are restricted in their expression and flow by a square from Saturn. Love and compassion merge in their embrace like a joyous lake inviting us to swim in its magical waters healing our collective heart through gentleness. The square to Saturn in Sagittarius enables us now with the concerted effort to speak out, for our beliefs and collective truth – to have heart, the message of Venus in embrace with Chiron and in the realm of Neptune – the message of love.

Clouds of bright gold leaf are forming in the foreground. I see the changes coming in this beautiful inner sky that is unfolding before me and can manipulate them into what I wish to create – into a future  reflection, my own inner sky.  The canvas has been waiting for its completion patiently for years.Now marked by layers of time, a patina is giving its own gift of depth into the background that makes the foreground sing.

There is a certain degree of possession in painting… I must admit it. It cannot be denied, and is true of most art. The artist can become possessed; obsessed completely by his Muse. Once experienced, the artist seeks the same communion, hungering for the presence  of the Muse, wanting to be once again hers, taken over, like an instrument. Once kissed fully on the lips by the Muse when she comes to him or her, the artist, singer or dancer is never the same. A divine elixir has been tasted. The desire for that sweet essence can become so keen and so subtly invasive that it takes over the human heart with a deep love and yearning. Perhaps this is the secret truth behind the passion of the artist…

the  seduction of his Muse.

Black Spring

Persephone is still in darkness, here…  in the North. Our bodies and hearts yearn for her and we pray for her emergence…Struggling to break through into the light, she is surrounded by flowers and tendrils and roots, coming alive all around her. She breathes love and fire  into the black earth, incubating life with her sighs and  her breath.

.This image is part of a series  I have been working on of the Goddesses and the Seasons…Created with photographic imagery,painting and digitalization.

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Equinox

A point of balance between the worlds, day and night and spring and fall; Aries and Libra. Venus conjunct Neptune makes a lovely fog and mist that can be inspiring if we can open to its magic. The Sun enters Aries today and the Earth starts her new year cloaked in these beautiful mists. Idealism is flowing outwards with Neptune in our loving hearts and this is the perfect  moment to stop. Set intentions for the next six months when we will real what we now slowly prepare to sow in the coming spring.The sacred Heart appears as a vision for our inspiration at this time. We can create this utopia in ourselves now if we can only  surrender to this inspiration, and meditate, poised there like butterflies harvesting nectar.  Following our own bliss, we can start gestation, birthing  what we can now dream into being with Venus’s love and the wisdom and healing power of Chiron, poised parallel to  Neptune. Saturn, Venus and Jupiter  now form a T square that when harnessed can create powerful results with focused intent through ritual and magic  Coupled with Saturn’s trine to the Aries Sun, fire signs will once again  be taking focused action. Early Libra and Aries are now about to be transformed by the coming eclipse at 4 degrees Libra, opening a portal to  a new world opening just around the corner as Mercury enters Aries, when we can initiate a new cycle of thought and communication with awakened mind and fresh perspective. .

The image is a recently completed illustration to ” The Alchemist’s Daughter, ”  available as a Kindle book on Amazon.com

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Into the Mystic

I am feeling the flow of Pisces love…Venus meets Neptune. My heart glows with the magic of their heavenly embrace, so sweet and so rare… I swoon receptive. Venus pours down her love like a baptism and I can only surrender…opening my heart and I ask her blessing that she may pour her love down upon me… rain down her love  with mercy upon all who ache for her  tenderness… and thirst for her touch. Loving touch will heal all wounds now as the gates open, and the  Goddess of love connects us all to our own inner infinite sea. We can go into the Mystic… Pisces welcomes all of us with the invitation to merge into the ocean of infinite love.https://www.reverbnation.com/natashavon

THE PORTAL BETWEEN ECLIPSES

 

An Angel appears in the heavens above us… A magical window opens between eclipses, between the new moon’s solar eclipse and the lunar eclipse at the next full moon. Opening into a new dimension, it only appears between the eclipses. They come in pairs; cycles of ending and new beginning, opening and closing doors, welcoming us to step into the next unfolding of our journey… Each eclipse is an initiation into a new cycle, a new mystery.

The Angel beckons to us…We can step through the portal into a new vibration – a new vortex of energy with its own colours and tones.The Sun, Mercury and Neptune are clustered in the sign of Pisces, the two fish. We all feel the pull of the Mystic now… Neptune rules here, in his own element and watery sign joined by Chiron, Ceres and the South Node, and will soon be joined by Venus. Pisces is the sign of her sign of exaltation… and she shines as she pours her affections down upon us like liquid love. We are feeling the concerted power of the planets now, and can receive a healing of our deepest wounds if we surrender to this rare opening. Our emotions are flowing in response to the cosmic pull as the Angel sings to us… Pisces  flows with feeling and devotion and Neptune rules inspiration and music. We  can feel tenderness welling up, pulling at our hearts to open the flood gates and be released like fish to swim free in a sea of boundless love… and we must listen. The sign of Pisces sings to us with a Mermaid’s  irresistible voice and holds the key to all the mysteries. She breathes love, surrender and devotion. The last sign is the sign of completion; here the Angel gracefully spreads her wings to enfold us all with her tenderness… She holds the secret of the selfless heart,opening  us to a higher love.

 

 

 

The Goddess in Red…

She emerges into the frozen world, piercing the veils with her woman’s passion, red robes spilling with roses onto snow.

The Wolf Princess

Willing me towards her, her grey eyes lit the darkness aglow… Snow kept falling steadily all around us. I saw we were not alone… Her companion appeared beside her and fixed his eyes upon me. Looking up I saw a circle of many eyes reflecting the light, behind him. A mantle of grey hung from her shoulders and she wore a crown of white antlers and pearls. She fixed her gaze upon me and suddenly a warm glow entered my blood stream, pulling me deeper into her inner vortex; mesmerizing me in my tracks.

I could feel the eyes of the entire pack gazing with her, all of them blinking in unison; flickers of gold in the night.

It was Embolic. I had come out to pour warm ewe’s milk into the snow to feed the earth for her awakening in the coming spring.  My dreams were in the milk… They were all written on white papers that I had shredded finely. Mixing them with my prayers, I had immersed them in the warm milk sweetened with honey… Wandering out into the night holding my warm pot of milk I searched for an auspicious place to plant my dreams. She had been watching me and following me silently.

With one nod and a sweeping gesture, the pack circled in and surrounded me…

from my new novel ” Arizona,” book five of the fantasy fiction series,”FlameDancer” coming soon… copyright, 2016, all rights reserved…www.natashavon.com