The Genie of Resignation lives somewhere, between the Blue Planet and the Moon. She bears the voices of the universal soul, our prayers and our curses.
She has always been and she has always looked at us with understanding, but she cannot act, she can just tolerate.
She is not perfect; her soul is much like the human soul.
That's why sometimes she suffers, of our pain, of our cruelty of our insanity.
I hear her voice, singing a sad lullaby, in the nights I cannot sleep.
Sometimes she seems so near, sometimes I hear her thoughts her sadness.
Sometimes her tears fall on the top of my tree and shine like diamonds in the dawn light.
I will take her hands in my hands and cuddle the Earth till the morning comes...
I want to thank all of you for your e-mails and kind comments, during my long silence.
The truth is that my life has taken a strange turn starting from after my surgery (from which I can say I am now fully recovered).
In the last month a serie of "things" has happened to me, hard and weird, unfortunately I don't really see any positive on them...or better...the positive is I am still feeling like coming up for the people I love.
I have begun painting again, this is what I FEEL I have to do now. I hope you like my genie (pencil and watercolour on smooth paper)
You are really fabulous people and your presence in my life warms up my heart.
This Genie is a present for you all.
The next post will be my 100th post and I am planning to give away one of the miniature paintings I am working on, (more details will come) so keep tuned to participate to my CANDY!
I send you all LOTS AND LOTS of LOVE!