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 My mission is to help you restore your authentic self-expression by transforming the past so that you can be the soul God created you to be, shining for the world.Susanne Gabriela Philosophie Sciences sociales Spiritualité
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    • A living artist creates living art 🌹

      A living artist creates living art 🌹
      Oct 21 2025

      Mastery ends in simplicity. It’s how you perform the act that’s magic. How little you perform, in fact. Masters let go and let life art. Masters don’t stand in the way of life.

      It seems so simple when a master performs—a dance, not a calculated sequence of actions. Divine. The master steps aside and life arts.

      Mastery is demolishing the ego for God to paint through you. Art session by art session, you are a little less. You clean the glass, and it becomes clear for life to shine through. In each art session, there is a little less of you on the canvas.

      To become authentic in art, it is not your ego that we are talking about. Authenticity is natural soul-expression. Where you tap into the flow of life, and you forget yourself for a moment. Flow, maybe. God, certainly.

      When you are authentic, the little pity part of you is no more. You realise the ego constricts beauty. When you are no more, there is divinity on the canvas. How then can you claim you did anything? And yet you are hailed as a master. Curious a thing.

      How life is so contradicting from the lens of personal identity, and yet unites in the perception of the whole in silence. How God is both one and many, how life is one being—one fractal birthing evolution. One dance of many. Philosophy.

      You purge with each art session, until life is left. And you come alive. Who you truly are, that is. And that’s the spiritual work of the artist. The road to mastery, if you will. Dying to yourself by performing your work. Your spiritual discipline of making art. Non-making, non-doing. Karma Yog. The joga of action, non-action. Being. Silence.

      Art is left.

      A master doesn’t stand in the way of life.

      So subconscious and such depth that the ego subsides, only intuitive action is left. Effortless flow. You collapse into your work; hence, you capture life, and your work comes alive. A living artist creates living work! Come alive and take us with you.

      When divine art is witnessed, the extremely fortunate art enthusiast collapses into the art. Art is left. Where was I when I was looking at the sunset? I was the sunset.

      That is how art heals the world. Heal yourself. Then, you may invoke something beautiful in others.

      Your art is ugly until it becomes beautiful. Ugly art is meant for the artist alone—a healing tool. Only when the artist opens a window to God, and light shines through, does art become a healing modality for others.

      It’s okay for your art to serve you alone. Until the scales tip and your art heals the world.

      Words. Words that point to God. Direct perception of words. That’s the magic, you see?

      Who writes words? Who reads them?

      Being. Meditation. The pulse of life through the veins of a master onto the canvas.
      Encapsulating life. A drink for the thirsty. Art heals self-expression, heals the corrupted self-identity and restores self-worth.

      The road to mastery is hard and long, but what is your alternative? Art, nothing else.
      Art or nothing.

      To return home to God by your craft. That is your spiritual discipline. Where you dissolve into your work, and your work is left. It’s all that’s left. What is left?

      A flame that burns through your art and lights hearts on fire. Such art is alive and imparts life to the ripe perceiver of the art as it is consumed alone. Alone.

      Isn’t that art? Tell me.

      A renaissance. Personal change and the wave of living artists, enlightening the world one piece of art at a time.

      Art that explodes into your heart, changes your very being. For the moment, you witness and you let go. Scary. Without a choice. Falling. Will God take care of me?

      And in that one divine moment, you are free.
      You are the artist. You are the painting. You are That.
      No more words are required.

      You are

      That is art. All other art is dead.

      A living artist creates living art

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    • Restoring Self-Worth Through Spiritual Work

      Restoring Self-Worth Through Spiritual Work
      Sep 29 2025
      Let it go for two days, and let life show you. From your thoughts, you can’t see life. But life unfolds with or without your input. So why suffer? You cling to the shore by a bark. Let goFrom all your thoughts, you can't perceive clearly. Clarity is just there, available to you immediately. In direct perception of life unfolding through you. You cloud clarity. You see everything that you are not until you see immediately. What you are is what you get, always. Until you empty the past, the past is what you see. When there is no more past, there’s the eternal now; what more clarity could you want? Your destiny evaporated, and you are free. You don't recycle the past; you’ve faced it bravely and let it go. You live as a piece of life in alignment with life—a dance without the choice of participation. You dance alone, in God’s arms, with God, alone. That is meditation, liberation, yoga, union and eternal peace. Death to death. And the birth of life through you. You don't stand in the way of life anymore. One impediment after the next. That’s how you’ll discover the free flow of your soul-expression. Change will happen, but naturally, and freedom dawns with each restriction faced. Evolution. The past falling off your being with each step. Life purges. And you don’t stand in the way of life anymore. Everybody has it. Everybody is free. However, their freedom (full transpiration of the soul) is dampened by a fixed identity (the fossilised past) that is held dearly and is solely fed by participation. Consciousness knows and learns about itself by reflection. One degree away through these organic bodies and their thoughts and emotional responses, but the source (consciousness) remains unchanged, witnessing unfoldment, experienced in direct perception or silence (meditation), immediately, looking into the still lake in perfect immersion as pure being. Melt the disturbance, let go of all that is not inherent in your soul and end in your direct soul-expression in fierce freedom. Immediate, spontaneous, natural expression of your being, beyond the past, beyond trauma and restrictions of self-expression. No responsibilities, no worries, no looking back or forth, but being alive in the pulse of the universe, breathing in and out through you. Consciousness is collective (God), but you, the child (fractal with free will), have the pleasure of living apart and exploring. To learn while being whole in your missteps.Consciousness is Quantum, and the world you look at physical. Quantum Physics holds Physics in its lap. Two sides of the same coin. All is one—energy, and nothing is lost.To return to your authentic soul-expression, you perform Spiritual Work and by that restore your, by trauma fragmented self-worth. You collect yourself where you left pieces outside of yourself. Your response to trauma was dispersion, and now you go and liberate yourself by expelling stored-up unexpressed emotional responses. Your nervous system remembers. You lost yourself to the world. It’s time you reassemble yourself. To restore your worth. To live life whole, not fragmented. You lost your autonomy to the elements of your life—the events, people and places. Now you take your power back. Isn’t that selfish? It’s the only selfless thing to do.You don’t owe anybody anything. Others' emotional worlds are not your responsibility. I have no responsibility to heal you. You have responsibility to heal yourself. The only thing I do, I do out of joy of self-expression. Aligned with life, that expression is natural to me—effortless. And so I write and then read these little scribbles to you out of joy. It’s my uniquely assigned path to liberation. My way to liberate myself. That is my sole responsibility. Not to you, but to myself. The only selfless thing to do. I don’t owe anybody anything but bask in the joy of my soul and expel the past. Time is the prison. Thoughts are the hooks. And your soul is free.When you remove emotional traumatic responses to outer stimuli, you slowly liberate yourself. You untangle from your projected reality. That recollection of pieces of yourself is the process to restore self-worth and end in your soul's expression. Yours, no one else's. It’s not pleasant, but what is your alternative? To repeat the past and stumble upon seemingly random events that poke you until eventually you learn to see and you feel what you don’t want to look at, finally to then realise that it's not off you and you can now let it go in peace. What you see is in you. What you see is you. Do you like what you see? Eventually, there is no more past to see. What do you see then? Only philosophy. Homey Eyes (Song) You can subscribe to my diary below. That's where I collect my meditative contemplations.DiaryBooksYouTube
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    • What Is Philosophy, And What Does It Teach Us? (Marcus Aurelius)

      What Is Philosophy, And What Does It Teach Us? (Marcus Aurelius)
      Aug 31 2025
      You can subscribe to my diary below. That's where I collect my meditative contemplations.DiaryBooksYouTube When life has something to say through me, I write. My task flows from my being as a flower emits its fragrance. As a tree bears its fruit and no other. When I am still, life puts me in my place. When I am still, I become my part. And though it appears small to me, it might be vast. I can only see a frame of time that I fix in agony to fit my picture of the world. But God has other plans for me. And all the pain dissipates as I write.They say, ‘you’ve got the gift, kid,’ as if it were something special. Gifts are innate. Wishing for another’s gift makes that gift seem special. You’ve got your own - magical to another - gift. Discover it, that’s special, and then the work starts. The perfect action is when you don’t act. The perfect action is when you let life act through you. In complete harmony, what you create holds life. That is beauty in art, complete trust in life, a fall into God’s arms through your work. And you can claim a work you never touched as yours. Life teaches itself through its parts. And true power is impersonal. It's the power of the whole through the individual.And so I write my meditative contemplations out of joy. Like a poet writes his rhymes and a rhymer writes his songs in accordance with life. Like a mother embraces her child. Like a father embraces his responsibility to provide for his family. Like the thread of life connects the whole. Like the sun needs no outside source to burn, and its nourishment to us is its innate being. A function assigned to it. So you, too, have your function. The task I am made of is philosophy. Philosophy is about the flow of life, not about walls and gathering your moral armour. But words that liberate. Words that point to the unspeakable, the whole. Philosophy is not superiority, ritual, walls and formations that separate from life, but life itself. The art of philosophy is to dance around the subject of life, for it can’t be contained by human language, only by the language of the heart. It can be perceived with God, never alone. I’d love to introduce you to my favourite philosopher: Marcus Aurelius, a Roman emperor. To reign with deep roots in philosophy, experience the whole through meditation and impart that grace to his kingdom. That is what true reign is—a responsibility through deep care through the pulse of the whole. I will now read you some of my favourite parts from Book II of his personal meditative contemplations he never meant to publish. Fortunate for us, we now get to bathe in his book called ‘Meditations’.Don’t ever forget these things: The nature of the world. My nature. How I relate to the world. What proportion of it I make up. That you are part of nature, and no one can prevent you from speaking and acting in harmony with it, always. (Book 2 Verse 9, henceforth documented as 2.9.) You could leave life right now. Let that determine what you do and say, and think. If the gods exist, then to abandon human beings is not frightening; the gods would never subject you to harm. And if they don’t exist, or don’t care what happens to us, what would be the point of living in a world without gods or Providence? But they do exist, they do care what happens to us, and everything a person needs to avoid real harm they have placed within him. If there were anything harmful on the other side of death, they would have made sure that the ability to avoid it was with you. (part of 2.11.)The speed with which all of them vanish—the objects in the world, and the memory of them in time. And the real nature of the things our senses experience, especially those that entice us with pleasure or frighten us with pain or are loudly trumpeted by pride. To understand those things—how stupid, contemptible, grimy, decaying, and dead they are— that’s what our intellectual powers are for. (part of 2.12.)Nothing is more pathetic than people who run around in circles, “delving into the things that lie beneath” and conducting investigations into the souls of the people around them, never realising that all you have to do is to be attentive to the power inside you and worship it sincerely. To worship it is to keep it from being muddied with turmoil and becoming aimless and dissatisfied with nature—divine and human. (part of 2.13.)The human soul degrades itself: Above all, when it does its best to become an abscess, a kind of detached growth on the world. To be disgruntled at anything that happens is a kind of withdrawal from Nature, which comprises the nature of all things. … Or when it puts on a mask and does or says something artificial or false. (part of 2.16.)Human life: Duration: momentary. Nature: changeable. Perception: dim. Condition of Body: decaying. Soul: spinning around. Fortune: unpredictable. Lasting Fame: uncertain. Sum Up: The body and its parts are a river, the soul a dream and mist...
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