Metaphorical cards, communication with subtle worlds.
Charcoal
8.5″x11″
I was observing my inner debate for several days, discussions, arguments, imaginary scenarios kept coming and coming. I got tired of this at the end. Not being able to stop it, I decided to dance it out. Turned on the music, whatever came, and went into movement, step by step, with subtle stretch or sudden jump, trying to catch the very quiet voice of my soul. At some point I turned around and faced my Shadow. It was so gigantic, and I was so tiny. I was shaking, felt so much fear and pain, thought I’d be crashed by it, torn apart. I was crying and sobbing from a horror and insane sorrow but kept staring at it and moving, trying somehow to touch it and interact with it. The fear kept separating us, each of us danced on our own, in our own realm, until I realized, I have to go into love, to love myself. I started touching myself, petting, with love, enjoying my interaction with myself, and suddenly the Shadow has started to do the same, to itself, to me. And then it did not matter, what I am, what Shadow is. And I could not understand where I am, where is the Shadow. There was only Dance that mattered, that stayed alive…
