Carved into You

June 3, 2013 by Aspergers Girls 3 Comments

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I focused on pure love as I drew this, and asked my angels to help me in creation, as I am just learning how to draw. When I hold particular people in thought, I ‘blindly’ create images related to how I feel for that person or what he or she moves in me. Here I was focusing on how I wish to carve myself into another, to become one, to share in eternity and never be separated. I felt sorrow of aloneness and longing for discovery and the ability to love myself fully. I do love and accept my own being, I believe, but in this image I see the transitional steps to find that awakening of true self.

I had no idea what I was drawing, beyond a man’s face. I did not add any symbolism with intention. All of the images are ‘random.’ I started off by sketching a face, and about half way through the drawings inside the face started taking form.

I know each of us will see our own truth in this. Here is what I saw:

Cave to the bottom left. This is symbolic of the gnostic Christian teachings of entering the cave of sleep before one is awoken. Symbolic of the Cancerian Zodiac sign.

Focusing on the upper left region, there is another semi-circle that resembles a second cave. To the left inside this cave is a part that could be an ear, and the cave the back of a man’s head. Extending down, this is a man with his back to me. On his back collar is a third-eye. Indicating potential of seeing and seeing more than is faced.

To the left of the nose I see, in diagonal, boys legs with shoes. He shoots through the nose, and his face becomes a fish.

The lip has a serpent. Many interpretations there.

The right eye in the shape of the fish. Pisces Zodiac sign.

I see a phallic symbol on the right cheek.

There are two images leaning forward in the chin as if observing the path to the cave.

At the top of the cave, there appears to be someone climbing out and up.

Wheel at the bottom right. This is symbolic of the wheel of life, of repeated lives either during one lifetime of transitioning and/or repeated rebirths.

Near the wheel, I see a female laying face up, with her feet near the wheel. By her face is a heart. Beside her is a male laying face down, with his arm down and heading to the cave. I see this as one awoken and one asleep, and as the male/female, god/goddess. Also of the desire to be with someone who is face up and seeing what I see.  There is a third figure here, leaning down to the bottom and trying to awaken the male figure.

Little girl in hair, top left. This is symbolic of the rebirthing of my inner child and innocent pure heart. She is in the green grass, symbolic of the poem I wrote earlier today of the green meadow.

Angelic/fairy figure, top right and another near the right ear. The little girl and fairy are symbolic of two merging into one in land of freedom and play.

Angel shape expanding across the nose, head down in mourning, or shooting up in light.

The path to the cave resembles and open palmed hand.

A man collapsed with a shield down, bottom right. (instead of the girl figure face up.) Symbolic of the dark night of the soul.

Two figures hovering about the entrance of the cave.

There are more images I see, but those are the main ones that strike me at this moment.

This is the second charcoal drawing I’ve done in my life time. For the last six weeks or so, I have no choice but to create. I have a burning passion flowing through me all day long, including nights. I create in an attempt to release some of the agape love I feel for the world and for my loved ones. Typically the first five or six hours of my day are spent in painting, drawing, poetry, creating prose, and/or reading spiritual works.

I do not think this is ‘expert’ work or something fantastic to present. But I do believe it is something moving through me, and is quite magical in that sense.

In following the path, from the wheel, to the girl, to the boy, to the cave, to above the cave, through the nose, to the right ear, to the head. This is what I see clearly. It can be traced as a backwards S across the face, starting at the wheel.

The cyclic life, the girl face up with a blindfold, the spirit leaning over and awakening, a string leading to the cave of blindness and awakening, the spirit rising out of the cave, as man traveling through the senses (nose) and coming out symbolic of spirit (fish as Christ), becoming touched by the bird (at right ear), the dove of spirit, assisted by the magic/angelic one, turned child-heart again (girl leaning over in top left) and child of spirit reborn lifting up the brain/mind of others and whispering her universal truth. The overall man, with the back to the world, the blinded ones I seek. To me this is amazing. Truly divine.