You might know now that this year I am challenging myself to paint a Nixie a day for the entire year. Can you believe I am still going strong ? This is something I am proud of because I tend to give projects up in the middle and never look back to finish them up.
I often feel like my Nixies could be more this or less that. Comparing. Not feeling like it is good enough, that I do not have enough drawing or painting skills to be successful and touch people’s heart. This is why I started this challenge (more on this blogpost).
For April, I felt a deep urge to do it a little be differently. Each of my Nixie has a story. I may or may not share it with you guys, or usually just snippets of what they told me when I paint them. I know it may sound weird, but I do not really care (ah !), but yes they talk to me. And I listen (most of the time). They offer valuable lessons about being, about overcoming obstacles.
For years, I have been complaining about not listening my Guides anymore. And my dear Kindred told me “are you fucking kidding me ? aren’t they guiding you everytime a Nixie comes to life through you ?”. I knew that, but I guess I did not want to acknowledge it because this is not how I envision being guiding by them. Like having a real conversation. Clear messages. Images. Words.
So this month… I start by a short prayer, opening myself and surrendering to whatever needs to come forth in my daily Nixie, and then I write down her story, full length… We will see how it goes. So far, it has been amazing and I am glad I am doing it, for myself first. I do not judge what they look like. I am just the vessel.
I am curious: would you like me to share some of them (once a week here for example, I pick a Nixie and share her and her story with you) ??
