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Every Sunday there is a creative challenge by @kriegundfreitag on Twitter under the #ichgebeauf. Past Sunday he gave the following challenge: Dab some colored liquid on paper and make a picture out of it!

For my 2nd attempt I took Blue Wonder cleaning stuff and some dish soap. That gave lather. the picture I saw in it: the blind woman and he dog

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Made it lighter and printed it. Today I worked on it and finally the woman I saw in it came out. Even the dog looks good.

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Yesterday a new tool had to be made. It’s a balancer for harmony in oneself and in connection with others. The balancer is from a fig tree. An old angel tool had to be connected to it on top.

Sometimes tools are made for a far away future and wait patiently until their moment has come. The working of my tools is the same. Their strong energy rest until the tool is set to work.

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Tea & Fantasy 2

Today I tried to draw what I saw in the happenstance tea party painting in my previous blog more clearly. Wasn’t as easy as I thought but here it is.

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Out of jail

Looked up what the theme is for the drawing challenge #A_PRIL on Twitter for Monday and its time-out. Immediately I had a picture in mind of breaking free from the time, jail surroundings and a massive chain with an iron ball, time broken too… How to draw this? Cannot, can do, cannot, postponing the thing at the end.

Back to Twitter were now I found the upcoming week by Lorna Bevan

The following words hit bottom because of my picture of broken time and free out of jail:

the birth pangs of the new zeitgeist …. in 2019 – 2020 you are being handed the biggest get-out-of-jail free, cosmic pass of your entire life…..the old, the atrophied and the akashic dross is eliminated…..Chandra Symbol for Full Moon LIBRA 30° :A black rooster

In a split second the picture was clear in all details. You see a bar code and for your information – there is something like being born with your own bar code as I happened to find during my inner journey. So instead of jail house bars a bar code with some of my personal numerological numbers. And, of course, the black rooster I drew a few weeks ago already with no reason. So here is my time-out-jail-house-break which is kind of personal too. It’s done -> figuratively and literally spoken.

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Tea & Fantasy

Two days ago I tried something I read about on Twitter: coloring with tea…The first try went ballistic and ended in an unbelievable mess. Tea everywhere, on and around the paper. Other paintings were lying around so to safe them I took them and one felt into the sea of tea, face down.

Quickly removed it and then I saw what in a split second had developed. A new painting was born. Cleaned the tea mess and let everything dry. The new happenstance picture is actually three in one. Blame it on my fantasy but I clearly see three different by rotating the picture.

Picture 1:

It’s a face with down to the right a person is running away and to the left near the chin there is a white figure.

Picture 2:

By one turn to the left I saw that person in the boat with a stake. To me a sign of transition, the ferryman into Hades Underworld.

Picture 3:

Now I only see the eyes of the face. To the left you see something like a black owl and to the right, up, there is a kind of yellow spot which looks to me as a dog’s head.

The overall emotion was surprise and the feeling of transition. I have to keep it to look at so I framed it.

Comments are very welcome.

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During a drawing challenge on Twitter the theme POVERTY came along.

Poverty has many faces and a lot of different roots in our consciousness. I had a few angles with the theme too causing hazardous circumstances. During the inner journey I even came across the knowledge that my family name is carrying the energy of poverty.

When coming around this point of view I remembered the life long enmity between my father and his brother-in-law. My uncle always called him cracker or pauper who married a wealthy woman because my mother had the house. As a matter of fact, my father worked his ass off and studied simultaneously. He turned around his fate, we had it all. On the inside my father never turned around his poverty – meaning his lack of self-worth and unhappiness. Mother managed everything.

Took me quite some time myself to turn around what was imprinted from home. You can call your child a princess and give her everything but without teaching her the ways of money handling and earning its useless. Lack of Self-worth and other unconscious hurdles has to be seen. I turned around a lot of things and can close the door to poverty for good.

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I got the flu right after the third treatment at the chiropractor. The coughing is the worst in that and today I had the feeling that I choke. When everything was back to ‘ normal ‘ I had the urge to paint the follow up of the green one in my previous post.

I’m curious what will come to front with this one.


PS April, 8: yesterday evening I suddenly saw that the boat,  in the green painting up on the right, is back in the picture. Its bigger, two people in it and a captain with a light…


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