Holy Trinity...my wise women of three.

"the holy trinity"

watercolor done  while on retreat at Bethany Spring

inspired by womanist bookcover (can't remember the name of the book)

I remember being on retreat when I started this watercolor.  I was sitting in a pink room with a desk and bed, listening to rain pound against the tin roof of the retreat house.  I'd been observing silence and listening in hopes that God would speak to me--mainly while in that room, I caught up on some much needed sleep and pretended to be on a spiritual retreat.

I'd been reading a book about womanist theology and hospitality and

I felt very drawn to the cover of the book...I started meditating on the images and

from that meditation they showed up.

As I painted and looked at the intertwined Celtic cross above my desk,

the world stopped..

and in the

midst of color and dirty brush water and a cup of steaming coffee on my desk...

the spiritual three showed up for a brief visit 

They came to me

in the form of

 wise women--- I simply called them..

the Holy Trinity....

The First who was just called Spirit woman showed up in her purple finery came and was followed

by the The Experiences of the Past all dressed in her rich oranges and gold--with her queenly hat all poised atop her head she carried tall and proud.

In the midst of rain, the PneumaWind of Voice in her blue robe moved all around with her graceful dancing gait 

and they

pulled up chairs,

gathered around me

joined me in that small room and sat at my desk.

and then they invited me

to embrace myself

to love myself

to accept myself for and in all the goodness God created.

Pneuma said, "don't be afraid, tell your tale and live your live,"

Experiences of the Past simply wrapped her arms around me

filled me with love and hope and inspiration and whispered in my ear...

"go on girl....you've already learned what you need  get on out there and live "

the Purple Spirit woman wrapped her purple shawl around my body

and simply said nothing...but her act infused much needed love into the marrow of my dry parched bones.

They danced a dance around me

and invited me to join in ...

and just as the coffee had been depleted they left....

and

left me me without saying goodby

and

I

was

 changed.

I'm so glad...

the Holy Trinity, my three wise women...

came to see me

so glad to be changed.

hope they come again sometime.......