2018 Breast Cancer Tribute Painting
This year’s painting, I did to signify the gratitude we should allow to shine in our lives, and how it will help us to overcome our darkest times.
“A Grateful Heart is a Magnet for Miracles”
The star theme that is carried throughout this painting signifies the Universe and how insignificant we are in the scheme of it all.
The moon lights up the two Dragonflies though to show that no matter how insignificant we are – a single life still matters the most!
The diagonal Life lines in each corner show our journeys …different but the same. They include the larvae of the dragonflies and also the nymphs and signify the many changes a woman may go through in this journey once she has been diagnosed.
But this painting is beautiful, just like you are, and it speaks of Hope and Overcoming, and shows how we are all connected through the Universe and by BELIEVING we CAN fly!
We are Women.
We can do whatever we set our minds to achieve!
This painting is created from a heart that strives to give Hope and Inspiration to you each time you see it. By rubbing the palm of your hand across the raised dots on the painting, it will give you Peace and Time to regenerate.
This painting is all about LIVING.
This poem is written from a heart that tried to imagine the devastation that is felt on the day you were/are given the news. I do not mean to offend by presuming I know, I just wanted to find a way to share the moment you made/make the decision that allows you to become a Survivor, because although we are not within that particular club of yours, we are all women together and then all humans together in this Universe, looking to understand each other and help each other through.
There’s something wrong I heard them say
But through a fog … they seemed so far away
It could be a dream (or so it seemed)
Or maybe words I just can’t hear
For after all, it can’t be me so full of fear
I travelled back into the space
And tried to understand
Their looks that burned into my face
The words are jumbled in my brain
Forming puddles just like rain
The voices looming, coming near
Oh my god it can’t be me so full of fear
So in my head, I run away
I’ve heard enough of what they say
I nod my head and answer back
But really, I’m no longer there
I cannot see how much they care
I’m filled with me and this thing inside
And I struggle with the puddles that fill my mind
Desperately needing the fog to clear
Who IS this woman so full of fear?
Can it be me?
Now comes the anger creeping in
What did I do wrong?
I’m afraid if I cry, it will all overwhelm me and I WILL die
So, I take from YOU the strength YOU give
And make up my mind … TO LIVE!
Cheree Stokes © 2018
This raised $2500AU Acrylic on Stretched Canvas