the moon forbids the day
to rise and shine
as the night reigns supreme
for ever more
and eternity.
Art and Poetry- ©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
#Poetry #Micropoetry #Solar# eclipse

the moon forbids the day
to rise and shine
as the night reigns supreme
for ever more
and eternity.
Art and Poetry- ©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
#Poetry #Micropoetry #Solar# eclipse

I was a painter until I met you
One day I jumped
when the earth opened up
and here I am today,
stuck on your words
that blew me away
Now I can’t stop
I’m almost over
the top,
up, up, up!
I never saw so much beauty
waiting,
elated to play
I was a painter until I met you,
your words just blew me away
Rushing home at the end of the day
I never knew I had so much to say
I opened my mind
to dive upon
the gushing waters
of time,
never once looking
behind,
all my sadness swallowed
by the tide,
Spat back
when,
my creativity died.
I was a painter until I met you,
One day.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
#Poetry #Painting #Wordsmith #Freeverse

For this new piece, I’ve used Figma’s tools for images and shapes to create new refreshed artwork of one of my Pastels. This is a circa 1965 Triumph, one of my old time favorite British cars.
I love to challenge myself, using a limited set of tools pushing them around a bit, experimenting as I do at times with a limited paint palette or a simple pencil to see what I come up with. This piece is the first of 2 Triumphs I have created.


Along with other print choices and frames my original painting “Sunburst” designed into a quad collage is available in several options. Check the choices in my Art Shop

I believe in the cliche’, if you build it they will come — gasping? I know…wretched, but true. I believe in this overused term, of course, until my own panic sets in and fear leeches into my psyche!
I battle this most everyday. Artists and writers everywhere face this demon.
I recall one of my favorite cartoon characters, The Great Gazoo from The Flintstones. Gazoo represents this emotional, spiritual, crises of the conscience. A little space alien, appears above Fred’s shoulder. He’s lecturing him on — what’s right and wrong/good and evil — evoking fear and panic in Fred’s mind, playing upon his guilty conscience.

Abundance comes in many forms. One thing is certain, if you panic, abundance becomes restricted, delayed, suppressed. If you start the day with clarity of purpose and faith in your ability to remain calm, things begin to manifest. Abundance presents — not as money (however, it can and many times does) but as flow.
What is Flow?
It is the excitement and expectation that what you create today is good, purposeful, beautiful, delicious, charming, in fact — it’s great!
Haven’t you had this experience?
When you paint, write, sing, cook and everything you create is amazing!
That’s flow –that’s abundance — that’s money!
Photo by David McBee from Pexels

Abundance shows up as a peaceful knowing that your spirit is free. Creativity is purpose and innovation. You will have gratitude for your clarity, joy in your creation — that’s the ultimate reward!
When the juices are flowing you feel the most alive. I do.
Panic, worry, doubt and fear — these feelings present as a spiritual crises of your soul. Your flow stops, sputters, chokes, and your creativity/abundance — stifled.
These feelings happen to me on a regular basis. Anxiety sets in — am I wrong? Should I, would I, could I? — blah, blah, blah. This is the look on Fred Flintstones face, the anxiety and panic. He thinks, am I making good decisions? Struggling to regain his sense of clarity, his sense of spiritual truth.
Truth is… making art/writing/being creative, sets my personal point of reference back ‘True North’. I wrestle with my anxiety by creating my art. If I surrender to the flow, the spirit, the force, the magic — however you want to label it — abundance prevails. Making art/writing/being creative, has been the ‘set point’ in my life. Without this clarity, this purpose, I would fail miserably in life.
I struggle with this strange notion that if I’m not working a job, bringing in lots of money, then, what I do isn’t legitimate. After all, society perpetuates and rewards this ideology. This truth has been hard to digest at times. However, by seeking calm and clarity (and most important) by keep building and tending to the garden of my creativity — I know the fruits of my flow is the reward.
Like Fred, The Great Gazoo is with me. As good spiritual leaders do (okay, okay he’s a cartoon character) but I like him, whatever it takes… Gazoo is with me, helping me to find clarity, calm and truth. I won’t surrender to panic and fear, rather, I will use it to forge a path to greatness, a path to abundance.
Photo by Frans Van Heerden from Pexels

This painting is of my sub-conscious or dreamworld “vibe” I get from the moon and the energy of the night.