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Deanna B

@deannab360

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hairstylist, artist, crafter, spiritual wanderer, introvert, contemplative✝️🛐🕉️🧘

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Thank you so much for making this for me Brenda!!😍😍😍🥰❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️ by @deannab360

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Ode to a Snail

Oh! Being who carries your house
on your own back, who needs
no other shelter than the shape
you were given.

You move so slowly the eye
loses patience before you do,
and so we call you humble,
not knowing what you hold.

I have watched you and thought
of the ear that hears before
the mind agrees to listen,
of the chamber that opens
only from within.

You dwell before you move,
and when you move, you are only
spiraling back toward the dwelling.
Your going is a kind of staying.

You leave a path behind you
and climb, unseen, a stair
that leads nowhere but in,
toward a room with no other door.

Whatever you touch, you anoint.
Whatever you carry, you carry
as treasure, though it is only
yourself, over and over.

You are clothed in your own flowing,
wearing the shape you make
by the slow fact of moving through it,
water learning to be its banks.

At your center, unhidden
and impossible to reach,
a heart, doing what my own heart does
without my teaching it to.

You do not hurry toward that center.
You are already there,
the way a wave is already
the ocean, briefly turning.

Small enough to miss,
you hold the same turn
the galaxies hold,
the same turn the ear holds,
the same turn the seed holds
before it agrees to open.

I do not think you know
what mystery you keep.
That not-knowing is your perfection,
and our work: to listen,
and follow the sound
of our own waters,
turning, the way you turn,
back toward what was already there.
Always there.

Deeply Held.
In your journeying, you never left
the kingdom to begin with.
Neither, maybe, do we.

#intuitiveart #theAMmethod #artofManifestingBook #Hebrewwordstudy
#neuroart

This is from a free class by Anna and Collette guided art zoom session back in July. My guide/helper that emerged was the snail. I set this down for a month. Picked it back up on 8/8 lion's gate to finish the art. All the rest of the month I have been excavating and studying the depth and meaning and trying to find a way to share a universe in a teacup. The poem will suffice ❣️ taken in Rainbow City, Alabama by @deannab360

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Biggest mimosa I've ever seen taken in El Tapatio Mexican by @deannab360

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4 months ago

Part 1:

This started as a simple Hebrew letter study on ע (Ayin). The letter that means "eye" or "a spring". Following the letter led me to Hagar's story in the Bible where she is at a spring in the desert, and the first person, actually the only person in Torah to name God.

Her story is not that well known but she was Sarah's and Abraham's Egyptian servant. She was used as a surrogate because Sarah couldn't conceive. So she is an outsider living in someone else's story... Being marginalized and an outcast she has no agency of her own. When tension builds between Hagar and Sarah, she flees to the wilderness of Shur. It's interesting that the word Shur means "wall"... So it means boundary, margin or periphery which brings whole new meaning to being marginalized.

It's here at the perimeter between her old life and the unknown, the angel (angle 😉) of the Lord asks her two questions... Not a message of help or inspiration or advice on what to do, but two questions of self-approximation before the angel told her to return. "Where did you come from and where are you going?"

As someone who has also not lived her own story, but according to someone else's plans, emotions, whims, etc... I imagine these were pretty difficult questions for her as she has learned to disappear in order to survive. It must have been a big deal to encounter something that says "I see you specifically... Do you?" 👀

With this perspective shift the invisible Hagar becomes seen and simultaneously is also the seer. It is in this moment that she names God El Roi, "the God who sees me"... And wonders aloud "have I really seen the one who sees me?"

Part 2: Geometry of Soul in the comments

#intuitiveart #theAMmethod #theartofmanifestating book #neuroarts taken in Rainbow City, Alabama by @deannab360

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5 months ago

Stopping the pause... Just a little note to myself to keep going, begin again by @deannab360

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6 months ago

This AM Method vision board (Colette Baron-Reid) was created with the intention of calling in flow for 2026. As I worked, the imagery revealed itself as a gentle ecosystem. The frog represents awareness in the liminal space—the place between water and land—symbolizing a shift from reactivity into calm presence and responsive living. The lily pad reflects a home and inner environment that supports rest and self-care without confinement, while the lily represents healing and beauty rising naturally from safe conditions that I am choosing and moving towards for 2026. This board isn’t about forcing change, but about creating a peaceful, supportive environment where flow, safety, creativity and healing can emerge on their own. Less survival. More presence. 🌿🐸

#newwaytovisionboard #visionboard2026 #AMmethod #visionboardart by @deannab360

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9 months ago

This is the Candle of Love https://youtu.be/g9owQVSKOMo?si=lJ1zM2EkwFCdW8Ka

LOVE | The Fourth Candle – Art of Manifesting Method™ Frequency Drawing Tutorial

In this Art of Manifesting Method™ mini lesson, we explore the fourth candle of December — LOVE — through a gentle, heart-opening frequency doodling ritual designed to soften the nervous system, restore a sense of safety, and deepen connection with yourself, others, and Spirit.

At first I thought the candle was off balance.
Now I see it is bowing in humility, towards the right, the future, the side of the human biofield that signifies action.

The handle rests on the left, receptive side,
carrying the light outward with humility,
offering love, compassion, and grace through all things.

And at the center, the flame remains steady.
Neither withdrawing nor reaching, but resting.... At ease in being love.

It is the quiet balance of embodied reciprocity,
of offering when called, and resting when full.
An effortless love that moves outward without leaving itself behind.
A love that knows ease as devotion,
and presence as the gift itself.

Resolving to make changes in the new year with the 13 wishes solstice ritual where you write 13 intentions for the coming year, burn and surrender one wish daily till only one is left. Then that one is my responsibility to realistically work on through 2026. Surely one resolution out of 13 will stick. 😃 by @deannab360

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Neater repost for @annadenningart 🌹🌹🌹This doodle was intentionally about joy. That was the starting point.
What I didn’t expect was how alive it felt by the time I colored it. Pulse, spark, quickening.
Some of the small star forms started to look almost cellular to me, like tiny explosions of life. Like a metabolic, microscopic rave *shut up in my bones.
It makes me think of alignment not just emotionally or spiritually, but at a cellular level.
Joy is becoming whole when connected to and aligned with Source. And from that connection, strength naturally follows.

*I also surprised myself by saying shut up in my bones... So I had to look that up, from the old testament, especially the Hebrew translation. It is a cool synchronicity and fits! I may geek out on this in the comments or dm if anyone is interested in how it fits. ⚛️✨✨✨ by @deannab360

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This doodle was intentionally about joy. That was the starting point.
What I didn’t expect was how alive it felt by the time I colored it. Pulse, spark, quickening.
Some of the small star forms started to look almost cellular to me, like tiny explosions of life. Like a metabolic, microscopic rave *shut up in my bones.
It makes me think of alignment not just emotionally or spiritually, but at a cellular level.
Joy is becoming whole when connected to and aligned with Source. And from that connection, strength naturally follows.

*I also surprised myself by saying shut up in my bones... So I had to look that up, from the old testament, especially the Hebrew translation. It is a cool synchronicity and fits! I may geek out on this in the comments or dm if anyone is interested in how it fits. ⚛️✨✨✨ by @deannab360

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My mind rests in golden silence...

I listen.

My heart sings in silver streams of hope...

I rise.

My soul stands sound in being...

I remember. by @deannab360

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I am not this body.
I am not this breath.
I am not these feelings that rise and fall.
I am not these thoughts, stories and beliefs. They pass like clouds of unknowing.
I am not even the Bliss that remains from this shedding... For it too fades away.

I stand at the last gate and bow in reverence and humility.
Nothing is mine but the illusion.

Only Love is here.

This is the drawing I did with @neurographics.art @colettebaron_reid inspired by their book the Art of Manifesting along with @autisticmistique and the AM method Instagram family. Here is the link.. It's not too late to do it.
HTTPS://YOUTU.BE/HCQTJOBCZ5O?SI=ZAMIGVS0QXXE09QS:

This is the inner work for the New Moon in Scorpio they titled Layers of Becoming.

This drawing took a few days. It stayed black and white for a day, then I colored it and noticed the five nested layers in this cosmic egg, like the veils of the pancha kosha. It felt deeply connected to the inner work of the Scorpio new moon. I stared at it for two days, wrestling with it.

I always end up diving into religious and mystical themes, the Shema, the Torah, the words of Jesus. After a Sunday of contemplation and study, the piece finally opened up and showed its layers.

I write scriptures and reminders into my art to make this work conscious. These are living prayers, breadcrumbs from 20+ years of undoing and rediscovering.

Once, I swallowed religion whole without question and it hurt me. Now I am healing, taking down walls, becoming less “me” and more light. I’m learning to trust my own heart, my own eyes, my own direct experience as Spirit speaks in the heart language meant for my soul.

So this is mine and this is how I process. I’m finally ok to say that. It doesn’t have to align with anyone else. We are all so different, yet somehow the same. In that way, nothing is mine but the illusion. It is all God’s. And it is Love. by @deannab360

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