high priestess

ima over thinker.

high priestess. acrylic, spray paint, watercolor, india ink, rhinestones, glitter, sequins, beads, pipe cleaners. 2024

i think and think and think myself into circles.

i replay and imagine my fears coming to life, the smoke of it seeping through the cracks, escaping whatever container i try to sweep it in.

i’m fighting against myself.

fear is healthy in increments. it keeps us safe from calculated danger. too much of it though and it’s paralyzing, there you go looking for fear where it don’t even exist yet.

holding yourself back from jumping head first into the desires of your new world cause…

you scared of the change, there is a lack of control. a lack of knowing.

fear predicts the worst, but we’re okay with it because it *feels* safe. you expect the bad to happen, you don’t get your hopes up and you don’t get (as) disappointed when it does (if it does).

there’s a magic with hope that we’re scared to believe in. but that magic moves mountains, it inspires innovation. there’s something about following the smallest scent of hope that activates your true nature. you stumble into a piece of peace with ease and fear leads you away from there.

reconnecting with yourself is a way to reignite that hope. in this piece, i’m playing a brass singing bowl. giving myself a tarot reading and have a journal near by for any thoughts that need to be written.