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The soul, creativity or love put into something; the essence of yourself that is put into your work.

Please excuse the picture. It’s not the best, and it was created as a picture from a picture. The original painting is hanging in my house in the states, far away from my current location, so this copy has to do. It’s one of my paintings and it was created at a time I felt like combining shapes into a image. The colors used are black, white, red and brown. I felt drawn, led to these shapes, and they emerged with no particular plan and without thinking a whole lot. I was merely the medium holding the Paintbrush and I allowed the creative process to flow.

The painting always had meaning to me and I always liked it. From the colors to the shapes, it always spoke to my soul, but it was a feeling that I understood rather than the words. Today, I feel that it has finally revealed it’s meaning and purpose. And why all of a sudden, what triggered the message? I think it was the above quote I stumbled upon that finally released this paintings purpose. Everything has it’s own timing, perhaps it was my subconscious painting this image I am meant to see in the future, meant to be seen at this point of my journey.

I see darkness and light in the black and white colors. I believe it stands for my journey and the struggles in between. I see my two swords that stand for love and compassion in the color red. Brown reminds me to stay grounded and in touch with Mother Nature. I see a half moon and the full moon that speaks to my inner moon child and the vulnerability that is involved. The right triangle shape is pointing to my true north, reminding me to stay true to myself. The inner core is framed with love (red border) and the final outer rim is brown to draw strength from Mother Earth.



Who am I, and why I write. I’m a dreamer and I’m not the only one. I am the one holding on to the silver lining when the skies are gray. I’m a believer that nothing is coincidence, but has purpose. I’ve made mistakes, and I see them as a part of who I am today. I have lost myself in order to find myself, and I still do from time to time. In a good way. I’m a big child who laughs until my belly hurts when life wants to be serious. Career wise: I’ve been there, done that, and I took “The jump” off of the hamster wheel to change my future. I didn’t land all that softly, but I still did it. Coming full circle, I had it all, and yet I was lonely and had nothing. Today I choose to be a collector of memories and I chase moments, instead of martial stuff. Less is more, and I prefer quality over quantity. You’d be amazed at how freeing it can be. Talking about free, I see myself as a free spirit that believes in an unconventional lifestyle. I find myself going against the grain most of the times, not to rebel, but because it feels right to stay true to my unique and authentic self. It takes courage, and you often stand alone, but if you find a way, you soon realize that it is the only way to not lose who you are.
My past wasn’t easy and I come from a life that didn’t always give me the opportunity to be heard. Few related and even fewer cared to take the time. But now I believe that the past is history, the future hasn’t happened and the “NOW” is truly all we ever have. In the end I realize that we all have a story to tell, and we all seek to be understood. We all yearn to be heard, to be accepted, and to find our spot in life. We try hard to fit in, some to the point of acting out of character, playing by the rules of what we think society expects of us. Until we wake one day, feeling empty and lost, with our life passing right in front of us. It’s never too late to change your stars, and it was my toughest moments, who turned out to be my greatest teachers.
They say that the stars can’t shine without darkness, and it was darkness who has shown me the light.
It took a series of (un)fortunate events, to learn to glow through the pain, to learn how to dance in the rain. I believe in Magic and wonder, and the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As an empath this old soul often feels a little too much, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Today, I am here to tell my story because I believe that it can help others. It is my hope to bring inspiration and strengths to you, while showing you that it can be done. I know you are out there, and I know you are suffering in silence. I am here to tell you that you are not alone, and your voice is being heard loud and clear. Hang on and be strong, transformation is yours. 
In light and love....Rhapsody Bohème 💙🦋

6 thoughts on “Meraki

  1. I thought you were going to write that this was a painting you had seen recently in a German museum by a well-known 20th century artist. But YOU painted it! Terrific, evocative work! I also love the word meraki. What culture does it come from (or did you create IT as well?)

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  2. That is a lovely painting my Sister… And so you!

    I see something else too… there isn’t perfect symmetry, but rather, I see the triangle breaking its bonds to go travelling, to begin a new symmetry somewhere, for everything must eventually find a Ying, Yang, balance!💕

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