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I am here...in San Diego.  I  woke up early this morning to paint and discovered I only had 4 tubes of paint...carbon black, titatium white, cadmium yellow and pthalo blue.  The canvas I brought with me was under painted with alizarin crimson.  I was lost as I started out...these are not my usual colors to start with.  So I just started applying the paints that I had squeezed out onto a tiny paper plate, the only thing I had to use as a palette.

At first, nothing...just patches and then streaks of blue and yellow, blending into green.  Slowly, the visage of a horse and rider appeared, indistinct and shadowy. Strangely, I felt I knew who  this was; it was the guide who comes to me in times of trouble to help navigate the umbrous and unmapped wilderness that changes can bring. 

Sometimes male, sometimes female...this guide who appears in my paintings reminds me to be open, to set aside preconceived thought patterns, to expect answers without pretending to know what they will be and to trust that this guide, whose true heart is always visible, will show me the way.

Are you lost or looking for answers? Open your heart and follow your guide.