The archetype of the phoenix is particularly appealing to those of us in what is officially now known as “fire country”. So it’s no wonder that when I was clearing out old paintings and moving pieces of them to my collage piles, I looked deeply into one and found the suggestion of a baby phoenix.
Have you felt the whisper soft breath of the baby phoenix as it rises from the smoke and ashes?
They say its tears can heal wounds and cure infections. (Viruses too.)
Peer into the smoke, and you may see it rising from its own ashes.
Can you see it? Can you hear its muted cry?
Are you ready to feed and protect it and help it grow strong enough to redeem us all?