Seven Goddesses I AM

You know me as a poet and an artist but really what drives my energy flow is a deep and abiding curiosity about the psyche and our human/spirit connection.

I love to imagine and question, my inner world is alive with myriad characters, it’s like a pantomime in here!

So amongst all the pies my fingers are thick with I create workshop experiences and my latest one is called ‘The Seven Goddesses I AM’ It is a creative course with a visualisation component and an artistic process.

it is imaginative self portraiture šŸ™‚

ANYWA, if this has peaked your interest at all, pop through on this link >> SEVEN GODDESSES andĀ grab the first workshop FREE!

It’s fun, if you are on Facebook let me know and you can join the private group too if you like.

Thanks for your time,

Arna

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Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

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