Good morning, dearest mermaid hearts,
As of late, I have been a most industrious little mermaid, swimming through the tides of creativity! Should ye not yet be aware, I've been faithfully uploading videos to ye' ol' YouTube channel, and there I share my latest dainty paintings, along with the tender tales that inspired each creation. I've also been sharing the delightful notions I've been getting up to.
I thought it might delight those among ye who are interested in possessing a piece of my artwork. For I do believe it is a rare and wondrous thing, not merely to paint from one's imagination but to weave a story behind the very strokes upon the paper. The "why" of each painting, dear hearts, is as important as the colours themselves. For oft have I found that, without the telling of my tales, the passion and purpose that drives my hand may become lost upon those who behold the final piece?
This awakening has stirred within me as I've begun to open mine own throat chakra, which hath been locked tight for many a season. It is only now that I plunge into the depths of what caused this silencing, and through much reflection, I've penned this passage, which I recently shared on Instagram. I felt it might serve thee as well, and so, I have blot copied it below for thy hearts to ponder:
"'Tis known to me that many a fair woman suffers under the heavy burden of impostor thoughts. I, too, once wrestled with the cruel whisper that I was unworthy. Yet this, dear ones, is not valid. In our tender years, we oft stifled our natural knowing of our creative divinity, leaving us to believe the falsehood that we cannot share our gifts freely when haunted by these fears.
When one feels the weight of such doubts, it is but a manifestation of insecurity and fraudulence—a reflection of an imbalance in the root chakra and is a calling for restoration and healing.
To reshape these beliefs, one must first journey into the hidden corners of the mind, impressing upon the subconscious in the twilight hours, when the veil between the waking world and the realm of dreams is thin. It is here, in the quiet of night, that transformation begins.
By nightfall, when slumber beckons, allow gentle affirmations to play softly, guiding your mind as you slip into the embrace of Morpheus. Let these sacred utterances seep into the deepest recesses of your being, where they shall take root and blossom. With each eve, the shadows of old beliefs shall wane, giving way to a new dawn. We must fortify the root chakra, and then you shall stand tall, as steadfast as the oak tree, unshaken by the tempests of doubt.
Thus, by night's tender hand, your mind and spirit shall be renewed, and with them, the very essence of your being."
Ah, 'tis a marvel, is it not, how the telling of our story connects us as creators—artists and writers alike—to those whom we might call our soul family. For it is not merely the painting itself that resonates but the heart and story behind the brush. Those who collect my works are not merely purchasing a piece of art—they are acquiring the very soul of the tale that brought it to life. And so, without further ado, allow me to dive into the deep and share my latest creations with you.
(40$ + S&H An original watercolour on a hand-torn 300# Arches block soaked in floral tinctures made from my garden here at the cottage and painted with ocean salt water from the sea in my little village.)
I've been channelling Beatrix Potter and Tasha Tudor for over seven years. I know that is why i can embody so many connected measures between these two women and myself. As I channel intuitively and embrace my unique gifts, which I've known I've had for decades (after my near-death experience at 21), i am now most comfortable with allowing my spiritual advantages to be known. As my throat chakra opened and I accepted myself more fully, I became less fearful of sharing my truths.
It is now near autumnal season, and the winds are again changing. Have you ever felt like me, caught between two worlds? Your heart tells you one thing, and your rational mind tells you another?
Perhaps this little painting might be a reminder to her new owner that we must follow where the heart leads and never mind the rest.
The story behind this painting is that I desire to grow beautiful flowers, create a garden similar to Tasha Tudor and have darling little kittens on my farm, which i do at present. I'm making headway on the garden, which is coming along splendidly; however, it is oft' times we need sweet little reminders of pick me up that where we are is perfect and that we are making progress, although it seems slow and steadily becoming what we dream. Father Time presents us with a slow-moving process in this out-picturing. At times, our circumstances in life may not be ideal, but we must remain steadfast. All signs of movement are essential to celebrate, and our fairytale life will actualise. It's a painting of remaining faithful.
Do you see, my darling, that you, too, can touch everything in your life and turn it into gold?
40$ + s&h An original bespoke watercolour, Little Woman, soaked in floral tinctures made from my cottage garden, and the water is from the seaside here in my little village.
And lastly, my dear mermaid hearts, i want to bring you up to snuff with the launch date of The Tale of the Christmas Bunnies. The publish date will be October 7th, 2024.
Have a fabulous day, and i look forward to having a prattle tattle tea with you tomorrow, toodle-pip. If you, by chance, happen to be on Instagram, I will be live at half past 4pm today, September 17th, 2024. We will discuss all notions of manifestation, the cottage core community, and how to embody the mermaid goddess spirit. Set your timers, prepare your tea and scones, and we shall have a prattle. We will have a whale of a time, my dear Stillwater~Petticoat Society friends.
With love and flourish,
Your devoted mermaid friend.
Most affably yours til my next swim, R
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