I woke up at 3 am with the words “Fertile Loam” in my head. It reminded me of another painting I did at around the same time as the one I posted yesterday. I love how my paintings continue to speak to me. This one was painting 18 years ago when it was speaking to me about something else and now it is informing my present moment.
This one is called Sacred Garden. It is a reflection of the beauty that can come from the compost of our lives. You can see the decay and also the beauty that is growing from it. The decay is as important to the process as the flowers.
I feel like I have been in the composting phase of my life. A lot of what wasn’t serving me has turned to decaying organic material that can nourish the new seeds that I want to plant. This part of the process isn’t fun. It’s tumors, heart issues, financial difficulties, the stuff of my life right now. The things that are going into the soil to make it fertile for new growth.
Thinking about the new seeds I want to plant in my life’s garden and what they will grow into is fun. What are those seeds and how do I define them so they can come into my reality?
Can you relate to this process ?