by Heather Markham
Spiritual and Psychic Art - including Writings and Poetry
Spitirual Art is anything - paintings, poetry or writings inspired by a deeper spiritual awareness, understanding or insight inspired by dreams, meditation, emotions or visions.
Spirit or Psychic paintings or writings are those guided by a spirit entity, a spirit guide or by spirit emanating through from a persons subconscious mind
Anyone wishing to display their spiritual works here may do so.
These four paintings appeared to me in a dream.
I think their meaning is to do with the passing of man into another dimension of life, a non materialistic way. The first is the beginning, the fresh world untainted by materialistic things. It is mans interaction with nature, a balanced way of life. The portal shows nature and the watchful, benevolent eye of god or nature watching over man, existing with man, within man. The second painting depicts an offering to humanity of a new way of life, a more spiritual way of life. A way which doesn't rob the world of it's resources or destroy nature. It is an offering to those who wish to take it and progress within their spirit to a better way, before mankind destroys itself and the natural order of things. The third painting depicts a modern world being rolled away to strip the land of it's bad ways and to renew things again...to begin again. It is the world finally scratching at the fleas (us) which live upon it's back. The fourth is mankind being reborn into a fresh world. A world that has everything that is needed and gives with an open hand to whoever asks of it. Just as long as it isn't taken away by force again. The shadow reflections in these paintings indicates the inner fears or acceptances of the people.
This picture was inspired by a circle meetings ESP experiments and meditations.
The two following pictures were inspired by an Out of Body Experience
To me, this depicts clustering spirits -the radience of the after life.
The following two pictures were inspired by a meditation journey.
Both have a taste of other worlds and old cultures about them, the first having a Mayan Temple as focal point and the other having transparent, glass like pyramid shapes.
Poetry section
by H Markham
"Beyond" (inspired by an out of body experience)
I stand on the edge and look beyond,
To feel the wind on my face, to feel the cloak of my clothes flap like ravens wings. To feel free.
No other thoughts or emotions other than contentment.
No excitement, no need for love, or joy, just to be!
To look to the moon, to feel the stars, to touch the earth, to reach heaven. To be at peace, to be free.
The dewy grass beneath my feet, the dirt of the soil, the clay of the body, I stand and see.
Heaven reaches from here beneath me to eternity.
To feel the sunlight of the soul, to smile in my mind, to touch, to reach, to know, to share and be free.
The web of the mind casts silver threads.
Thoughts of the mind, let them reach beyond, let them join, let them feel and be one.
Colours of the soul like rainbow stars glitter in the cosmos of eternity.
Purple, green, yellow, red, gold, silver and blue.
Emotions, thoughts forever changing hue.
They mingle to become a brilliant pulsing white light of experience.
To become, to feel, to smell, to taste, to touch upon, to know and to grasp with awe.
A swirling universe of thoughts, experiences, emotions, love, pain, life and death.
Everything is here to see, trees and corals, bees and fish.
Eagles to soar high above mountains, dolphins to dive and laugh in the waves. everything is here to share.
They are here not in form, only in being as their existance once was.
A trillion minds chatter and know the truth.
No time past, present or future. No clocks to mark the passing of time, `tis all the same.
Just to be, just this moment of everyime, all time. To be one with the all and ever present God.
"Deeper in"
A billion cascading stars each one a tiny pin point of light, a soul, an existance of experience.
A myriad sparkling diamond shards from the same globe,
Spinning as one spere
A rush of chattering voices, trillions, too many to hear.
Go deeper, go deeper, slip within the other realm.
Feel the light of knowledge, gulp it in, drown in it as it gushes over like a sea. Like an ocean, too vast to drink n.
Let it wash over, savour a little so you might understand.
The brain too small a vessel to fill with more than just a drop. Ride the currents, only a free spirit, a free mind can surf this ether.
"The meditation circle" (inspired by a meditation journey)
We sit in a circle, a small group of friends and I,
Trying to reach places so very deep and so very high,
Meditating on the spirit and the meaning of life
We push away our thoughts, our burdens and strife
We breath in deeply and let go of our control
We sink into ourselves then let fly with our soul
Such beautiful visions we see with our inner mental eye
Stars, the moon, figures, colours, meanings, they swirl by
Engulfed in a universe of feelings, senses, spirit and knowledge
We open our hearts and minds to the teachings of this cosmic college
Each tiny amount, the smallest drop we seek and receive with awe
We dream our dreams, gain insight into the universe’s chaotic law
We cast our souls, our minds and they spread like ripples on a vast pond
As our spirits soar we hope to touch that which guides the spirit beyond
We seek to perceive, to understand what we are given, that’s our goal
We retrieve our thoughts, our visions and thank the one great spirit soul.
"I close my eyes"
I close my eyes, but inner eyes stare back at me,
The eyes become one, an iris, deep fluctuating purple.
I am pulled to it, I enter it, like a moth to flames I am drawn.
Through this strange and now spinning portal I am borne.
The purple wraps me, bathes me with ever shifting hues.
colours mingle and blend like those on an artists palette.
Then the eye allows me to see from a myriad different views.
Here, I am separated from my body, unencumbered, my mind runs free.
To sense with intensity, I see things with clarity, I feel them passionately.
Through this portal eye, my gateway to another cosmic realm, I fly.
Seeking others, finding their thoughts, touching other minds.
All those who are seeking and have left their bodies behind.
To meditate, to gain a higher knowledge, to gather a little insight, is all we try.
"There is only so much"
There is only so much a sane mind can take,
But sing if you must 'til your heart will ache,
And if minds can stretch , flow and intertwine,
Then harmonize of the moon and stars, the cosmos divine,
Raise your voice and sing of the heat and fires that burn,
‘Tis the flames of imagination that fuels the cogs that turn.
And in turning, spur and blend reality with beautiful dreams,
Dreams that spin clouds of golden light where the spirit gleams.
Shine forth my friend in myriad strange and splendid ways,
Use your playground right, taste the sun on your face in your days,
Feel the winds on your face, the surf of the sea, the dampness of dew,
But by night choralise and dance with the angels in essence and you,
Spin and twist with the love of the light and the planes of our universe,
But beware to have balance of mind, body and soul wherever you traverse.
For there is only so much a sane mind can
"Colours in the Cosmos"
Moonshine filtering through my curtain in tiny beams
Lighting my way with its silvery webs and threads
My soul set free to wander, to roam in spirit dreams
Moonshine like torch light, it sweeps away the mindly webs
Caught and bound in silvery strands of eternity
It traps the patterns of the mind and sends the spirit spiralling on
Woven by the spirit of the universe I look and see
Moonlight filling my heart with its cool light, the moon turned to sun
I dance in the starlight motes, I revel in the joy of all beyond
I tiptoe the path, feeling my way along, feeling I have just begun
Darkness is where you are when you block the light
Orange is what I see when I try hard to see in this night
Yellow is the pattern of my mind as I let myself drift
Green is the colour I need to mend myself, to uplift
Red is the colour I am when I am in need
Blue am I when my spirit hungers to feed
Pink is the love I need when I am alone
Grey is the heaviness of life’s worrisome stone
White and gold is the warmth given to me by the sun
But, Silver are the threads I seek, cast to me by moonshine
Darkness is where you are when you block the light
Orange is what you see when you try hard to see this night
Yellow is the pattern of your mind as you let yourself drift
Green is the colour you need to mend yourself, to uplift
Red is the colour when you are in need
Blue are you when your spirit hungers to feed
Grey is the heaviness of life’s worrisome stone
Pink is the love I need when you are gone
Yellow is the warmth given to me by the sun
Silver are the threads I seek, cast to me by moonshine
White is the path I wish to follow to the ultimate shrine
Moon beams dancing on my night time walls
Shadows leaping and silvers dappling the colours of my dreams
It turns the reds to purple and draws me onward to golden light
Moonshine filtering through the curtains of my mind
Pale light unveiling the uncertainty of the night
Takes my mind and spins it with knowledge so bright
Waking in the morning, joyous with the moon still inside me,
Light shone upon me like a torch made from a thousand halos
Each day is bliss to walk with you, each night I rest in knowledge and you
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