Ok back to the painting
Ok now in response to the responses of this you all saw what I saw, with just a little more even, so thanks 🙂
Here is how it went down. She was just chatting whilst painting, saying whatever popped into her head and I only told her after everything was said and done about Evan.
I am such a possitive feeling person, full of light, but life hasent been easy to me. Because I have been so hurt and dissapointed, I am guarded, and although I make friends easy because people are drawn to me, few people really know me, I keep alot of secrets. (Um hello Scorpio nature).
She said she gets the feeling that music is very healing to me, and that I should be careful what I listen to cause it can effects my mood so directly, she thought I was a musician, music has the power to heal me if I use it right. She felt the painting was looking like a musical note at first. (This is all true, for me it’s the power of words though, so it’s the lyrics of a song that really get me, when put to music the combination is mindblowing, but I am not a person who like classical musical just because of the melody, it’s all about the power of the voice and expression.)
Then it was swaying like water, so she said water has a huge impact on me, my feeling run way deep, I am the type of person who could feel emotion in my blood, in my organs, in my soul. (True, when I am very sad I get chest pains, when I am too excited my skin tingles and my chest swells, I am a very physically feeling person, so I fully understand how people die of a broken heart).
She saw the sun overlooking me, she said, the sun or a son, over my shoulder.
She just bascially kept painting and then when she was done, she gave it to me and said ok done, and then when she stood it up portrait style(she had been painting it landscape )we were both shocked to see that outcome was a pregnant women kneeling, with a belly button in place and all, the sun shinning over her shoulder looking over her. Neither of us had seen this in the other direction, like I said the other direction was more swirls and waves. Anyhow, I got emotional of course and then I told her about Evan.
She said, you will be pregnant soon and the child will be fine, your son is watching over you both.
Then she told me she had also experienced the stillbirth monster, her son was a triplet and the only one that lived. That is another story for another time, but I was happy to meet a kindred spirit none the less. Her talent blows me away, she makes dolls and jewelry as well, here is her website.