I dream of creating murals.....huge landscapes of rolling hills and waterfalls and lakes. Rising suns illuminating the awakening leaves. The prismatic shimmering colors of the trail of light from the shore to the sun across an emerald green lake. Majestic clouds like floating citadels with purple hues buffering a sun's bright light, sending high yellows and spiritual white rays enlightening all it touches below. Swirls and squiggles of the living essence of God always moving and flowing through all things. Flowing like stands of music...with each different color produced from a different instrument with its own melody that somehow blends together in sweeping symphonic movements of soul lullabies and thunderous clamor. Murals that are alive and breathing and moving and blazing with colors. Murals that take's the viewer's breath at the wonder of how beautiful the world can really be. Awed that within this vista of paint a scene has been transformed into life and within its breath there lives the Divine shining through with hope and unconditional love, unconquerable to darkness. It gleams of joy and eternal life.
This I feel burning in my heart to create. This I live for. This, my mission to fulfill with these extra days the Divine had blessed me to have. I am a missionary of the Divine. I am a warrior of love and peace with my brush as my sword. My mission to See the Divine Light in nature and bring it down to canvas for others to see. To give hope through Light. To illumine the dark minds of despair. To enlightened. To inspire. To dream. To believe. There is a Living God with unconditional love waiting for us in the greatest landscape of all, Heaven.