Art Prayer Heals #Me Too

Art Prayer Heals Me Too

HEALING ART

Goddess Stepping Out of an Old Wool Jacket

This morning I woke with a clear vision for a jacket design that’s been hanging unfinished in my studio for months.

In a flash ~ I saw colorful vibrant stunning, beautiful colors on the INSIDE of the jacket. And finally ~ I understand my insatiable urge to redesign old jackets. It was NOT madness! It was the Creator urging me to heal.

“Today that pain no longer blocks my vision. I see in my jacket that though she may be old and worn ~ today she has a stand up collar and a pocket with a ruby slipper ~ to remind her of the goddess within.”

NOW I SEE . . . that the jackets in our closets represent who we are, who we think we are, and who we wish to be. And that who we are on the INSIDE is colorful, vibrant, stunningly beautifully DIVINE!

It’s okay to express how indignant I felt at taking one more whole day of my life to sit and cry with each word of Dr. Ford’s testimony.

Honoring my feelings ~ by simply granting myself the whole day to feel however I feel ~ released the last vestiges of my own pain.

Today that pain no longer blocks my vision. I see in my jacket that though she may be old and worn ~ today she has a stand up collar and a pocket with a ruby slipper ~ to remind her of the goddess within.

“The collar is fashioned from a felted cashmere sweater sleeve. I LOVE that I healed by the hugs of dear friends and family.”

 

A Myriad of Colors & Interlocking Shapes Symbolizes US

The hands on this fabric are “left overs” too. Several years ago, I was commissioned to design a fiber art quilt to honor a great woman and community benefactor. The recipient is a dear friend and I felt thrilled to take the plain white yardage throughout my community, tracing hands of everyone touched by her generosity. So many of our hands overlapped, our fingers interlaced, that the resulting fabric turned into a myriad of colors and interlocking shapes.

It was NOT AT ALL the uniform monochrome quilt I’d envisioned!

A left-over scrap from that quilt found a home last week ~ on my old wool studio jacket.

I’d appliqued around the fingers ~ cutting away the excess from around the neck ~ not realizing the symbolism that would be revealed to me in the wake of Dr. Ford’s testimony.

THIS MORNING . . . I look again at the fingers on the jacket ~ and feel the assailant’s knife releasing from my neck. After 35 years my outrage and fear dissolve as I dare to speak my truth. Finally I have my voice back!

Copyright 2018 Dorothy Fagan
The collar is fashioned from a felted cashmere sweater sleeve. I LOVE that I healed by the hugs of dear friends and family.

I am Just a Girl

I am just an artist ~ a girl with a paintbrush. I used my paintbrush, my artistry, to say what words could not. With each brush stroke, my anger dissolved to peace. Color by color, heart felt greens and blues quelled the flaming reds. Finally I am safe.

What could I possibly do that would make a difference? The answer is, ‘I don’t know.’

I DO KNOW . . . the Creator speaks through all of us ~ each in uniquely personal ways. The Divine Feminine is part of ALL of us ~ MEN AND WOMEN.

Activate the Goddess Within by Request

Fight or flight is primal ~ activated in the root chakra to save us when LIFE AS WE KNOW IT is threatened. Fear, aggression, and attack come from this primal human chakra. They are our first means of defense.

Activated automatically this primal human defense system saves lives. It saved mine when my assailant wielded the knife at my throat.

The Goddess Within is activated by request. As each of us speaks our truth, we create the quilt together. It has many hands, many colors ~ all joining in a spirited mission to honor each other.

Copyright 2018 Dorothy Fagan
I Got Your Back Jacket, recycled felted wool, felted cashmere, silk, micorfiber, hand dyed linen, hand painted microfiber, with crewel embroidery.

The Ruby Slipper

The Divine Feminine fuses our primal humanity with spirit. She shows us how to accept, to be the vessel of all that is good. She helps us address fear with faith. She resides in ALL of us. We call on her as Dorothy did in OZ. “I want to go home, take me home,” is the simplest prayer.

I am keeping the ruby slipper on my pocket to remind me of the prayer that takes me home.

Many Blessings,

Dorothy

 

Dorothy Fagan was assaulted as a young mother. Now a grandmother of 6, she uses her artistry to help others heal from trauma.

copyright 2018 Dorothy Fagan