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Sydney based Symbolist Artist and Jungian Coach. Buy my digital art prints 👉 🛍️ primamateriaartprint.etsy.com

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Dream Recall and Interpretation Meditation

🎧 *Watch or listen (headphone recommended) to this video daily ideally in a hypnopompic state The voice is of shaman Ibar 3 Cover photo: Original digital art from dream sequence series

8 phút
06/10/2024

Consolations of Philosophy by Boethius

In The Consolation of Philosophy, Boethius offers a profound reflection on the human journey towards wisdom and fulfillment.: "You, who seek the upward way, To lift your mind into the day; For who gives in and turns his eye, Back to darkness from the sky. Loses, while he looks below, All that up with him may go." What does it mean? 🌿 In essence, Boethius calls us to focus on higher pursuits, urging us not to be distracted by negativity or fleeting desires. When we turn away from the light of knowledge, self-improvement, and truth—symbolized by the "sky"—we risk losing the very growth we’ve worked for. Looking downward, into darkness, traps us in self-doubt and fear, pulling us away from what we could achieve. The message here is clear: stay focused on the path to growth and wisdom. Keep your eyes on the horizon, and don't let the weight of distractions pull you back. What we give our attention to will shape our journey. Digital cover art inspired by various coloured pencils & ink work by Russian artists.

1 phút
27/08/2024

Melt Romance

Melt Romance between a volcano and an iceberg Lyric: [Verse 1] Fire meets ice, a curious dance In a tropic flow Heatwave, melt romance In the twilight glow Cold freeze, warm embrace Nature starts to show Volcano, iceberg's grace Let's go, let's go, let's go [Chorus] We are, we are, we are, the weather's song We are, we are, we are, where we belong We are, we are, we are, the weather's song Volcano, iceberg, we belong, belong [Verse 2] Sunset, feel the heat In the ocean's sway Iceberg, hold the beat Tidal waves, they play Tremeors, heart will meet On this warm today Volcano, iceberg greet Let's stay, let's stay, let's stay [Chorus] We are, we are, we are, the weather's song We are, we are, we are, where we belong We are, we are, we are, the weather's song Volcano, iceberg, we belong, belong [Bridge] Love's pulse, nature’s art In this vibrant day Elements, magic start Let's stay, let's stay [Chorus] We are, we are, we are, the weather's song We are, we are, we are, where we belong We are, we are, we are, the weather's song Volcano, iceberg, we belong, belong

2 phút
27/07/2024

Rage Rage Against the Dying of the Light

Do not go gentle into that good night Rage! Rage! Against the dying of the light! Inspired by two of my favourite lines from Dylan Thomas' poem titled Do Not Go Gentle Into That Night, wanted to create a dance track that would also help one to get into a trance state. "Do not go gentle into that good night" is a poignant reminder of the human spirit's resilience. Through its evocative language and emotional depth, the poem inspires readers to confront death with defiance and to cherish the vibrancy of life until the very end. Cover art: Eye by M.C. Escher

10 phút
26/05/2024

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. Background Music: Nocturne In F Major, Op. 15, No. 1 by Cecile Licad Digital art inspired by John Everett Millais

1 phút
09/05/2024

L'amore Dans La Nuit

L'amour dans la nuit Parfois, quand tu t'allonges près de moi, ton corps est toujours dans mes bras Je me retrouve à moitié amoureux de ton forme à peine respirante et à moitié amoureuse avec la source silencieuse et muette d'où tu viens. Je me trouve toucher tes lèvres avec les miennes sentir leur chaleur et baisser la tête pour entendre ta respiration et m'apaiser pour écouter au plus profond de toi la douce montée et la chute de la marée qui me dit tu es toujours libre d'aller et venir dans la vie, pour que je prenne ta main dans la mienne pour ressentir ton pouls et touche tes cheveux et caresse ta joue et bouge mes lèvres au vôtre pour sentir la chaleur émerger de votre moi intérieur et à tu vois, nous sommes toujours là et toujours engagés pour respirer ce monde ensemble. Toute la nuit comme ça, je me retrouve endormi et éveillé, tourné vers la lune puis je me suis tourné vers toi, ta chaleur m'invitant à te rapprocher et te laisse tranquille, toute la nuit je me retrouve incapable de choisir entre l'amour Je ressens pour toi à travers la proximité et le chagrin de devoir te laisser partir à travers la distance, de sorte qu'il semble Je ne peux respirer pleinement que dans le noir en t'accueillant et en te livrant dans ton rythme tranquille d'apparition et disparition, te laissant revenir dans ta respiration et dans ta respiration, ou tes phrases à moitié soupirées prononcées dans le noir, murmuré depuis le rêve dans lequel tu vis, pour que je mens entre le sommeil et le réveil, voyant que tu es là et rêvant que tu es parti, vouloir te tenir et vouloir te laisser partir, vivant loin en toi alors que tu respires près de moi, et vivre bien au-delà de toi, pendant que j'attends les heures de la nuit pour que tu te réveilles et retrouve-moi, la lumière dans tes yeux je rêve à moitié sur l'oreiller en me regardant et en me voyant enfin, ne sachant pas jusqu'où j'ai voyagé, par quel chemin je suis venu pour te trouver, où j'ai été, ou ce que j'ai vu, à quelle distance ou à quelle distance ; ne sachant pas comment Je t'ai gagné et perdu cent fois entre l'obscurité et l'aube. Poème de David Whyte

2 phút
25/04/2024

Melody in the Wind's Lament

Melody in the Wind's Lament In twilight's sigh, where shadows creep, Beneath the moon's soft light, I keep. I am the echo in the silent stream, A fleeting vision in your dream. I am the rose, with petals pale, That whispers secrets in the gale. In every tear that softly falls, In whispered sighs within stone walls. I am the melody in the wind's lament, The fading hue when day is spent. A wistful glance in lover's eyes, A tear that falls from winter skies. Though time may pass and seasons fly, In memories, I'll never die. So, do not weep or say goodbye, For in your heart, forever I lie. Creative process and inspiration: The style of the poem was inspired by Emily Dickinson. I imagined I died but the one who loves me is left behind to grieve my absence. I am comforting him... that in spirit I'll always be with him. The cover art was inspired by Salvador Dalí's painting: Rose The title of my cover art is Desolate Rose. I'll let the viewer interpret the symbolic meaning and how it relates to the poem.

2 phút
21/04/2024

Shifting Your Paradigm - Bob Proctor Audio Meditation

"If you can hold it in your head, you can hold it in your hands." - Bob Proctor *this really is the elegantly simply yet profoundly true wisdom about manifesting a life you desire* Watch the video version of this track with captions: https://youtu.be/NyQQH-qyhq8 This is my creative tribute to the late, great Bob who has given hope and solace to millions around the world with his uplifting words and profound wisdom. May your kind, beautiful soul rest in eternal peace. I'll always carry you in my heart Bob 3 Cover image: Original digital art - portrait of Bob Proctor

17 phút

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Sydney based Symbolist Artist and Jungian Coach. Buy my digital art prints 👉 🛍️ primamateriaartprint.etsy.com

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Counselling With Coaching

Counselling With Coaching

Dream Recall and Interpretation Meditation

Consolations of Philosophy by Boethius

Melt Romance

Rage Rage Against the Dying of the Light

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

L'amore Dans La Nuit

Melody in the Wind's Lament

Shifting Your Paradigm - Bob Proctor Audio Meditation

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Counselling With Coaching

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Dream Recall and Interpretation Meditation

Consolations of Philosophy by Boethius

Melt Romance

Rage Rage Against the Dying of the Light

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

L'amore Dans La Nuit

Melody in the Wind's Lament

Shifting Your Paradigm - Bob Proctor Audio Meditation

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