Center for Yoga Drawing and Painting

An Invocation for Artists: Recognizing Nourishment

Who faces the unknown of the artist’s canvas? Who takes the journey to discover what is hidden in its emptiness? What does the canvas need so it can reveal its raw beauty?

The inner Mother and Father nourish us so we can step forward and embrace the empty canvas with our whole heart. Imagine the arms of the inner Mother and Father wrapped around you. You are at the very center of their love. All they want is to nourish you so that you may know the creativity that is your birthright.

The inner Amazon is the one who is willing to make the first mark on the empty canvas. She is courage itself. She reaches out without any preconceived ideas of what the first mark may look like. She simply makes her mark because that is what she is called to do. The inner Warrior is present with his sword, akin to Archangel Michael; he protects this artistic space so the Amazon can focus on creation without distraction.

The inner Lovers touch the canvas with the wonder of children. They laugh deep belly laughs. Entwined, they dance before the canvas. Entwined, they make love in honor of the canvas and its eager potential. You cannot discern who might be the feminine partner and who might be the masculine. It is of no consequence because they know no separation. They are one and you are their creation.

A gift from the unseen world pours forth from the heart of the inner Medial woman into her hands. She offers this great gift of intuition up to the inner Magus. All the Magus cares about is honing his sacred technology that allows the Medial’s gifts to become part of the canvas. This is a process of alchemy. Somehow that which cannot be touched, nor seen, manifests itself on the canvas. Somehow this gift lives before our human eyes.

The inner Queen is the gateway to all the grand mothers you have ever had, since the very first stars fell into the ocean.

The inner King is the gateway to all the grandfathers you have ever had, since the very first spark made a contrast to the velvet black sky.

You are bowed low because to create in devotion to such majesty is all you have ever hungered for. The Queen and the King stand together. They know no separation. Together, they rule your heart. The Queen and King whisper in your ear that your ancestors are depending on you to astonish them.