Yes, of course, I get scared. How could I not have moments of fear? The Hilton Hawaiian Village, my marketplace, is a ghost town — which is as it should be. The islands are on Shelter-in-Home orders.

This is out of our hands, out of our control. We like to feel in control and these times are bigger than us.

It’s comforting to know that none of us are alone in this. We’re all experiencing this at the same time. We’re all human, feeling the panoply of emotions, going through quite the equalizing experience.

Introverts use alone time to recharge their energy before going out in public. Extroverts recharge while out in public.

My coach/friend Aletta de Wal calls herself an “extroverted-introvert.” I’ve adopted the moniker as well. We’ve learned to monitor our times in public and balance them with alone time.

I imagine the amount of alone time we’re experiencing now is more difficult for extroverts than for introverts.

From SARK, I learned the Inner Feelings Care System. It’s important to feel your emotions as they move through you. It’s important to let them move.

Emotions = Energy in Motion. If they get stuck or tamped down, they can wreak havoc on your body.

Feel your emotions and then send them thanks. Talk to them.

Your emotions are your personal
“emergency broadcasting station.”

They have messages for you, it’s okay to ask for clarification.

Often the message is to not take your thoughts too seriously, especially if you’re starting to freak out.

Freak-out moments can mean that you’ve moved off the truth of who you really are. You are love incarnate.

We don’t have to believe our panic or fear. Acknowledge it, yes; believe it, no.

Name your emotion. “Oh, this is fear” or “Oh, this is panic.” It is not YOU, it’s an emotion running through you. Rather than push it away, recognize it for what it is. Feel it and it will move on.

This is a Sacred Moment in Time.

Our fears are reminding us that we’re human. Our personal divinity is knocking at the door wanting to be let into our life, waiting to be acknowledged.

“Accidental Angels” and the three heart paintings I’ve painted the past three months came in preparation for this moment of time.

We’ve been preparing for this moment our entire lives. Live well and mind your heart.

Thank you, Spirit. Thank you, Inner Wise Self. Thank you, hands, paints, brushes, paper, & the past almost 20 years of painting!

This painting began as a drawing in my journal while I participated in my friend Macy’s annual cyber “Love Camp.” Macy Harjot Matarazzo is an inspirational teacher of all things LOVE. Check her out at theloveadvantage.com

The theme of Day Three of Love Camp was “Letting Go”. Macy started us out in the virtual Arts & Crafts Room with a guided meditation. She asked us to create a symbol of our distraction from Self-love.

I drew a picture of myself in bed with a cold. It was one of my six-eyed self-portraits and only my top two eyes were open (the eyes of inner wisdom).

The spiral at the base of the bed surprised me.

For some reason, I’d expected it to reverse itself. When it didn’t, it felt “wrong.” So I went in and forced a reversal.

WOW! I wasn’t expecting to see the heart that the new symbol provided!

This new spiral felt friendlier, like two strong-willed people facing one another.

When we face one another, we can communicate more clearly (doesn’t mean we do, it means we can).

When we face one another, it’s easier to move into the future together.

This is “The Heart of Partnership.”

Every once in awhile a painting wants to be painted. This is one such painting. It began as a poured painting, which leaves a lot to chance (or opportunity). I poured the paint through tissue paper onto my watercolor paper, intending to create a heart painting, perhaps for Valentine’s Day.

This is the tissue paper with the poured paint on it. I often use these leftover papers for wrapping gifts.

When I later removed the tissue paper, the colors were quite light and I realized it didn’t have to be a heart, although it could have been.

I turned the painting upside down and immediately saw two wings at the top of the page.

I’ve found three angels at this point.

At first, I thought the top angel was the only angel, but then I saw more wings at the bottom of the page. In the end, five angels appeared to be painted.

My secondary title for this painting is “Accidental Angels”. It makes me smile. I believe in magic and angels and a life beyond the physical life we all experience.

May these angels bring comfort and joy and magic into your life.

This is the final image of the heart (turned upside down) with the “Accidental Angels) visible.

The things that attract our attention have information for us that can help us make choices and decisions in our lives.

When we take the time to notice our surroundings or notice what captures our attention, we’re sure to learn something subtle about ourselves.

My latest palm frond painting (a work in progress) began when I noticed some dead palm fronds cut up and awaiting removal near my parked car. I took photos from different angles to capture their essence.

Later, while staffing the Hawaii Watercolor Society exhibit, I was drawn to two paintings showing a strong contrast of warm and cool colors. The colors, not the subject matter, captivated me.

When I began this palm frond painting, I did so in a rush. I was too impatient to sketch it all out before I starting to paint.

This painting wanted to be painted!

I didn’t know what the painting was about until I awoke around 3:30 AM with thoughts of being transported someplace that I really wanted to go. I wish I could remember where I went, alas, it’s vanished. Such is the nature of sleep and dreams.

That’s when I realized I’m painting the feeling of movement.

Palm fronds that fall to the Earth carry with them a remembrance of the wind in their tangled leaflets and the striations on their “hilt.” They wear their history in their beauty.

I'm facing a new move in my life, in a year already filled with inner and outer movement.

No wonder these fronds captured my attention. They’re reminding me that movement is essential to a healthy, vibrant, evolving life.

Almost, but not quite finished, this piece is titled, “Remembering the Wind”.

Move on!