The darkness in the world overwhelmed me from a young age. My gifts got attacked. Unable to understand how people were actually fulfilled in this life, left me feeling lost.

I spoke to nobody about it, thinking ‘there must be something wrong with me?!’

Inside I still carried burning questions. When my mom got sick, I finally opened up.

Her love, light and joy was the inspiration for me to believe in having a fulfilled life. Although I had no idea what true happiness and peace of mind would look like, but I promised her to try to make the most of it. My hearts mind was made up. I will live life.

But I knew I needed answers. I opened my heart by screaming ‘how can God be real?!’ Nobody heard me, except Jesus. And He came running after me. He fought for me.

"In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears." - psalm 18:6

His presence was a love that healed me. It was light so bright, there was nothing else worth living for anymore. He brought PERFECT peace to me. All I was missing was Him.

I just wanted to seek Him with all my heart. Be near to Him at all times. Jesus became my best friend. He started healing my heart and soul; re-wiring my mind and helping me break free from habits that kept me from living truly free. Finally I could be me.

He saved me and gave me a new life. A life of peace. Full of love, faith, joy and hope.

“So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” - 1 Corinthians 13:13

Expressing through art

His Holy Spirit enlightened my whole being, opening my spiritual eyes to Gods truth. Overwhelmed by the revelations from God, I desired to understand them more. Since I received them without reading a bible, I felt the need to visualize them. SHARE THEM.

I wanted to show others what I saw in the Spirit, being convinced it was LIGHT they needed too. So I translated it with paintings and poetry. Ironically, the process molded me more and seeing Gods work staring back at me, is what helped me to believe it harder. That is when I discovered the power of art and the desire of sharing this.

This is ‘MY HEALING JOURNEY’ Only existing because of Jesus in me. From death to life.