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Mione Plant

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October 1, 2024

It’s the 15-year mark of the contract I made with myself (then by my maiden name) - committing to reading and doing the exercises found within Julia Cameron’s, The Artist’s Way. As someone who at the time identified as only an engineer and not as a creative person, reading and working through this book guided me back to myself. Rather than uncovering my creativity, I learned I was rediscovering it. It wasn’t lost, only hidden, and ready at any point of choosing, to reemerge.

Of the many takeaways from The Artist’s Way, the concept of synchronicity remains strong. It’s described not as coincidence or luck, but as a “fortuitous intermeshing of events”, or “a thousand unseen helping hands”, or “an intelligent and responsive universe”, or “desire, ask, believe, receive.”

I recently heard an adjacent perspective that these synchronous moments are our spirit guides’ way of getting our attention, and reminding us they’re close-by with support. While I sometimes feel the need to preface these moments as woo-woo when recounting them to others, internally they feel clear, strong, direct and very timely. These visible moments feel as if they bring out the magic of the invisible.

While there’s undoubtedly a myriad of things we can take as signs and ascribe meaning to, these moments, if we’re brave enough to listen and watch for, create a clear personal stirring that’s hard to ignore or write off.

Whether it’s animals showing up at our door, a long-lost friend reaching out, continually catching repeated numbers, a hummingbird hovering close-by, a poignant dream, a penny at our feet, a song on the radio, the perfect play of light and shadows… there will be signs.

The skylight in our living room has created a special place in our home. A spot my late dog used to come sit under to soak rays, and now I do the same. After my son recently shared he was ready to part with his room’s butterfly mobile, I knew where it needed to reside next. What I didn’t expect was what followed.

After feeling and working to process some particularly challenging emotions regarding my father’s health, I passed through the living room and was halted. The butterfly - what has always felt like my spirit animal - now danced on my sofa. It took me a moment to register where they were coming from. It felt the perfect mix of effort (to hang the mobile), and happenstance. Exactly the markings of synchronicity.

A wave of relief, reassurance, a hug from the unseen. A clear inner stirring. A sign.

 

To capture this moment and feeling, I decided to revisit the painting I made at the time of my father’s diagnosis. Nothing Negative In Negative Space.

I remember an unplanned butterfly that appeared in the painting, during a spontaneous, free-movement, continuous line drawing.

Section selected, rotated, and cropped.

My sign. I wanted him to reappear in this painting.

I decided to utilize the right arrow road sign to play on the idea of signs. I also like it’s directionality - the feeling of things moving forward, a look towards the future, what’s to come.

As opposed to the portion of the butterfly displayed in the sign, the presence of his shadow - while muted - is shown in its entirety. My reminder of the unseen; while not clearly visible, it is present and felt. In combination - the visible and the invisible - the butterfly appears with wings open experiencing his full expression.

 

THERE WILL BE SIGNS
31 x 41 Acrylic on Linen, Framed in Acrylic
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