Spiritual Art

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Tonight my sister and I did a project.  Draw our Doorway and draw our Alien Self that lives inside of us.

The Doorway to my Soul.

I have always wondered why people (in general) always sort of shy away from me and never really come to me or get to know me.  Drawing these this evening, everything felt right.  If I had a doorway people had to get to and enter to get to know me this would definitely be it.

My Alien Self
Also, I believe in an Alien Self (you may refer to such things as conscience, spirit, gut feelings, instincts, etc) - this is her, I know it.  I drew these things from deep with in myself.  It feels good to finally see her.  It explains so much.

I mean, would you, reader, wander through a dark wood to a weird cave entrance to see a blue Alien creature?  Probably not.  Inside the cave it's really nice.  I am really nice.  Looks are deceiving.  Both look off-putting and probably rather scary, but neither really are.

It explains why this Human form has never really fit me.
 
Yep, that's me smiling - would you have guessed that?
I am really very tall and elegant, with long arms and a long neck.  I am dark blue.  I have light blue hair.  Though, her features relay emotion.  Calm, elegant, "laid back", Saturnine, sullen, mysterious.  I am not a depressed person but I am very reserved and very far removed.  I don't burst rays of sunshine, nor do I jump for joy, though I can be happy.  She is everything that I've always displayed in my mannerisms and actions.  Other people do not seem to understand that because I am quite in large groups, I am not shy, I am merely observant by nature.  Or that just because I'm not smiling (or when I am and they just don't see it as smiling), it does not mean that I am sad.

Knowing her makes me not feel so awkward.  Knowing her kind of completes me in a way that never did before.  I can now see that the ways I don't fit in are her, which is me and I can embrace all of that now, where I couldn't before.

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