Be Free

May you free yourself of any limiting beliefs and self imposed blocks this Independence Day and manifest your biggest dreams.


Angel of Hope

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words and never stops at all” ~Emily Dickenson.

I will never forget the night I went to visit my mom in the hospital while she had cancer. A stranger came up to me in the hallway and handed me a beautiful journal that said Hope. She said she wanted me to have it. Not knowing at the time that this journal would get me through many long nights of grief after the loss of my mother.

Hope was one of my moms favorite words and it became her motto late in life. She liked to use the word to inspire friends, family and coworkers. It was only natural that when I made her funeral remembrance pamphlet for family and friends that I put the word Hope on the front cover.

One night I was looking through the journal and found the Emily Dickenson poem above. It reminded me of my mom and I put it in her remembrance pamphlet as well. I thanked the kind stranger again in my heart. I never saw this person again but I still treasure the journal and the sentiment. Perhaps she was a guardian angel who knew I would need this comfort after such a great loss.

I think everyone has an angel of Hope. A guardian angel that never lets us give up whether it be our dreams, our faith or our will to keep going no matter what is happening in our lives.

I started to make this angel and noticed it resembled my mother. I wasn’t trying to purposely paint my mother and honestly not sure I could paint a portrait as this is only the second face I’ve ever painted. Oddly enough it kept reminding me of my mom. Only it was “chemo” mom. Before this angel had hair it looked like my mom after she shaved her head because the chemotherapy was making her hair fall out. I don’t think it looks like her as much as I wasn’t able to duplicate her hair style but I decided to make her the angel of hope in my moms honor.

I am finally coming to terms with the loss of my mother. After she died I felt like my life ended as well. I suppose that would be normal for most daughters especially if their mother was one of their best friends but I don’t think it should still be the case six years later. For many years after my mom died I really did feel like my life was over.

I have always been very sensitive to other peoples energy and emotions. Being in loud, busy environments is becoming more and more challenging. Its even difficult to watch the news with the overload of negative stories and headlines. Its not uncommon for me to come home from a simple trip to the grocery store totally exhausted to the point where I have to lie down. I can even pick up other peoples energy via phone conversations that again require rest on my part to recover. Its also not uncommon for me to be approached by total strangers who poor their heart out to me in intimate detail. These conversations depending on their tone may leave me drained and tense. As a veterinarian, its also becoming ever more difficult to work in extremely busy clinics or hospitals where I have to go from patient to patient every 20 minutes or so with no time to recover in between. I am even becoming more sensitive to the animals but that’s another blog!

I have finally realized this past year that I am a highly sensitive/empathic person. I truly believe that while living in my moms house, I have picked up on her residual feelings of despair knowing that her life was over. I have been feeling like my life was over not because that is truly how I feel but because I was confusing my mothers emotions for my own. Its a relief to finally realize this so now I can cleanse the house and myself of this energy. Its also very sad to know just how my mom felt.

I am now learning how to protect my sensitive soul and energy. I know my mom is lovingly watching over me and is no longer suffering. As am I.

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La luna bella

Her soul had a long standing relationship with the moon.

The moon lovingly smiled and laughed as she finally embraced her authentic self. It had been shining its brilliant light upon her soul night after night. Hoping she would let go of all that no longer served her and remember the wisdom she carried deep within.

“Nice to see you lightworker, I was wondering when you were going to show up. Its time to shine your light upon the world”, said the moon.

After this night, she never looked back, finally embracing her beauty, power and wisdom. “I remember my magic!” ,she exclaimed. “Good” said the moon. “You are a powerful lightworker my dear. Its time to start living your life purpose. Get to work lightworker!” And so she did…………..

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Sweet Soul….Angel of Whispers

What an exciting day my friends. After taking my leap of faith, today I received my official drskippyart business cards. I also confirmed my first art event! I will have a booth next month at a local event in North Scottsdale. I  will be displaying my art which will also be available for purchase. I am feeling very blessed and excited.

Below is the progress I have been making on my first angel. She’s not quite done but I just love the way she is emerging.

Be gentle with your hearts, sweet souls………..

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Leap of Faith

I have always had an inclination to make art. For more years than I can remember I have had internal nudges urging me to take art classes. It always seemed like I didn’t have time in my schedule with work, school, caring for my son, etc. Yet no matter how busy my life appeared to be the nudges never went away. In fact they became stronger and stronger.

I have always enjoyed being creative and dabbling in multiple creative projects throughout the years with my family. My mom and I spent countless hours making painted molded candy, Christmas ornaments and much more. I grew up watching both of my grandfathers express themselves creatively via several different mediums such as stained glass, wood and paint. My grandmother sewed and made beautiful needlepoint and I even had an aunt who was a very talented painter.

Being the sole provider for my family has made making time to follow my hearts whispers challenging. I have learned that these whispers and nudges can no longer be ignored as they are there for a very important reason. I have decided that it is these internal nudges that in fact lead us to the life we are meant to live. They lead us to our soul purpose, fulfill our dreams of a life of joy and are truly the answers to our prays.

This April I was finally able to dive into an art class thanks to the magic of the online forum. I am so grateful that such talented artists like Kelly Rae Roberts share their craft now in online courses. I have been creating nonstop since and am so grateful.

With that being said I am officially taking a leap of faith towards living a creative life. One that feeds my soul, makes my heart sing, and brings joy to me and all those around me. It is with faith that this post is my first post from my official website.

I hope you continue to follow me on my journey as I post about art, life and how art continues to help me heal my heart and live my life purpose. I hope everyone continues to live the life of their dreams with full faith that it is possible.

Continue to have faith my friends. Feel it, love it, live it. What leaps of faith will you be taking in your life today? Please share with us in the comment section. Let us leap together.


Break time

Taking a little breather from writing my powerpoint presentations for my first day of teaching an introductory Biology class tomorrow. The presentations would probably go quicker if I wasn’t searching for the perfect image to put on each slide. I am almost inspired to make a mixed media painting of a cell. Perhaps I should make a biology inspired, mixed media, extra credit art project!

As you can see in the above photo, I am having a little mixed media border fun in between ppt slides. Loving these textiles and colors. These textiles are extra special because they once belonged to my mom.

Here’s a little pic of a corner of my studio.



Below you can see my rottie, Sammy. He follows me everywhere and loves hanging out with me. You can see him here working hard to give me some creative inspiration… zzzzzzz.



Sammy has actually been on tv with me before. Post here if you can find the online video and tell us what Sammy was doing on tv.

Happy Sunday everyone.

Life Is A Work in Progress

Feels good to get some paint on my hands again. Its been a long couple of weeks without painting while my son wrapped up summer vacation.  I decided to fiddle with some of my new stencils and paint colors that I bought with my birthday money. I am in love with Goldens violet oxide fluid acrylic.

Being a single mom, working full time, and trying to maintain a well balanced life is challenging. Honestly I don’t know how I do it. I had my son in the middle of veterinary school as a single parent from the start. It was rough but I graduated on time with my class and had a doctorate degree and amazing son on graduation day.

Like this mixed media painting, life is a work in progress. I am still trying to figure it all out. Making art has helped me tremendously. I was stuck. My life was blocked as I was paralyzed with grief. Six months after I graduated from veterinary school my mom was diagnosed with cancer. She lost her battle not long after. It was not the best of years as I lost my grandma in May, my mom in June and my grandpa in July.

Like the butterfly in my painting, I am slowly transforming out of my grief filled cocoon, into my own mixed media work of art called my life.