Healing Art

For the last few years it has been wonderful to be invited to run a collaborative art event in the Kidzone at the Isle of Wight Festival. It is always one of the highlights of the year. I relish it. Two of my long standing students now help and we have a lot of FUN. My idea for the collaborations was something that had been steadily evolving for many years...... One of the most privileged things that I have experienced during my eleven years of teaching is to join with children and adults in working on THEIR art. I never started off as a teacher with this as my intention. I found my feet with students asking for what THEY needed from me, or something presenting itself very clearly. One of the very early workshops I did, a lady was very distressed with her work and as she left she crumpled it up and tossed it into the bin. Later that evening I dug it out, smoothed the creases and felt the need to continue with the pastel drawing for several hours until I considered it finished. T...

It's always a fantastic experience to watch young people being creative. When you completely remove the subject and encourage them to create freely, the results are always incredible. By being completely in their joy, they become channels for such vibrant and expressive art. Without words, their art has the power to awaken many.....purely by the energy of it. Through working in this way regularly, everyone - whatever their age, develops self esteem, confidence, balanced mental health. They become happier individuals and it makes you realise how much uniqueness is stripped away from a person throughout their existence here. Without exception - 99% of the time, students arrive unable to express fully. It's as if they are broken somehow - and they are. Our system of schooling that drills everyone to be the same so that the correct box can be ticked, just isn't working. It's actually failing many. What everyone actually needs is to be connected to the ener...

I am universal. Everywhere. Interconnected. As one with all and everything I am the space. The space is my future made manifest. I am love. I am light. Divinity is my birthright. I am the I am presence that is God. God is within me. I am of God. I am Nicola but I am also nameless, no where, no thing, no body... Spirit. Breath. I am that I am

In our earthly journey we have the choice and conditions to evolve beyond ourselves from 3rd dimensional beings to 5th.  The first being within the box, the second being boundless. universal consciousness itself. Eternal. Beings of Light. Angelic.  In the no mind state, in a state of being love, we become channels of the Divine. 💜💛💚💙💗💜💛💚💙💗💜💛💚💙💗💜💛💚 When young people use to rock up in the gallery in a bewildered state - and a far behind the eyes look - I would know exactly where they were. I would also know that they had been guided in by spirit and that they need my help. There was always a beautiful soul connection that I could feel with all the students when they arrived and so often I could feel a pain from them. They experienced this because they were disconnected - as I had been - from source energy, from spirit. They had lost the language of love through countless lifetimes. I became aware that I had served other lifetimes with t...

We are beauty, grace, and love and we are infinite. Through being love we transcend our earthly selves leaving our carcass - the case for our Ka or spirit - and journey between the worlds to higher dimensions. We are there and here at the same time. We are universal consciousness. We are ether. We are the angel looking through the key hole from another dimension. Our soul shines through our eyes as we recognise our truest nature and we see spirit in every body. To create is to heal. It is a by product of being creative, because when we are deep in creation we enter a state that is our super conscious mind, and deep seated trauma - anything that we need a further look at, will come back with our minds as we re enter our everyday world. It is clever that we function this way, and necessary. The more we create, the more healing we do on ourselves, the clearer we become until our art can deliver us messages - and we are still enough in our minds to hear them. Repetitive ...

The exhibition of free expression has made the gallery look magnificent.  Even the roof rafters are covered in art. The energy is filled with enjoyment. It is vibrant and a very powerful experience to be surrounded by so much creative energy. Most students that have their art on display have healed in some way - be this with confidence, dis-ease, or balanced metal or physical health. The journey that the body and mind craves for self healing is always a free and colourful one. I have had many students with Aspergers, autism, chromosome abnormalities, illness that left them in a wheel chair with limited ability of movement, illness that left them paralysed and so we painted with our mouths and I have had students with no confidence because they are seeking to express their sexuality. Students that were too afraid to speak, students that were jumpy and jittery with nerves. Creativity and self expression with complete abandon is the answer.

I have finally finished renovating Christmas Cottage, Church, Godshill, the Isle of Wight. The cottage is 400 years old and has been a family home for me since 1996. Typically it has never been this comfortable, tidy, warm or beautifully decorated the whole time I have lived there! When I first moved in everyone thought  I was mad, as the place was very run down. We spent the first Christmas with no heating, had to cook our turkey up the road, use a drain as a toilet and manage a cat that was insecure and  peeing on everything. At one point during the renovations you could look up from the cellar and see the roof. At another time the entire chimney from an upstairs fireplace fell through the floor below. It was chaos and was never really finished until recently when a second wave of energy, time and money meant that I was finally prepared to take on saga no 2. The last year has given me permanently gritty hair, broken nails and a whole wardrobe of paint splattered cl...