Rising Tide

“I flow,” she said, flicking a wave up with her finger. “To the depths,” she said, rolling smoothly over the wave and descending to the ocean floor. Then rising from the depths of herself, allowing the water to sheet from her body, she drifts up to the beckoning moon that lights up her surface and calls for her tides to rise.

She is rising still and every moon she sweeps to the top of the sands licking at the dune plants. In between full moons She will hold back, chasing crabs, washing up offerings, lazily playing with waves. Tidal movement flows over her and I, cleansing and nourishing with the healing of the water.

She rises in a daily offering to humanity.

Rising Tide

12′ x 12′ acrylic on canvas

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I live and work in a beautiful place with a river and beach and the wild west coast. Having grown up without a TV, as a family we read a lot. This lead to me writing a lot which in turn lead to a habit of writing poetry to make sense of my world. My grandmother painted. Lovely oils and water colours which she encouraged me to try. For many years I did very little, life was not conducive to creativity until came a time when life turned on its head and suddenly I found expression in creativity with the Intentional Creativity method taught by Shiloh Sophia McCloud in her Color of Women training. So here I am, writer, artist, ritual maker showing my offerings to the world.

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