What a miraculous experience this process has been. For so long now I have been burdened by the tremendous rage that comes after so many terrifying and trying experiences over what has seemed to be an eternity. How could I feel anything but rage?

But on the day of this paintings birth I experienced an epiphany. And I made a choice. My best choice. I vow to no longer acknowledge or participate in such cruel negativity. Picking up a brush I began to paint. Furiously. Suddenly fragment after fragment began to chip away from my being. The result? This insanity, this monster did as my soul commanded. It dissipated. Forever. Divine love filled my heart, held my soul gently and I began the healing. For that I am grateful.