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ARIADNE by Kiernan Antares

 When that spark of light quickened within me many years ago I knew my life was forever changed…

 It held a promise of life anew that I believed would be delivered pronto. I believed my work was done and rewards were there for the basking. Perhaps in No Time this is exactly True. But, my oh my, the years went by and deeper I was forced to go. Joyful? Ha, hardly ever! For there have been layers, years, cycles and patterns… Programs, bloodlines, and past lives  to see, to acknowledge, to experience, to heal. And self-love! Oh yes, ultimately to know, really know and embody self-love.

I really had so little understanding of the power of a woman’s body… the miracles it is capable of, the powers of creation that include giving birth to life in many, many forms.

Ariadne beckoned me to these teachings; womb wisdom, women’s wisdom and I’ve been in awe ever since. She really sums up the purpose behind all of my artistry… that which has compelled me to paint… the offering of ‘healing, hope, and empowerment for the feminine soul ~ the heart of the world that has been suppressed in each of us, but is now re-awakening and emerging as a powerful force of love and wisdom.’

Ariadne ultimately speaks of discovering the power of life, of creation… it swirls within, dipped in gold. The seeds of new life rooted; dreams, and stars, and galaxies arrive at last in our wakening. We have only to find the courage to lift the veils and gaze into the beyond to see what has been kept hidden, to acknowledge and embrace the truth that so many things we, as women, have been led to believe are ‘bad’ is actually our ‘gold’. May we alchemize our life, our bodies to live and be our truth and our power!


Call me Ariadne, she whispered
in the silent waiting
with my heart still thumping
from Her immensity
and presence.

Give me wings!
Give me wings!
Give me wings!
She exclaimed
I must have wings!

Cosmic… angelic… regal…
Talisman for ages and women
past, present, and future.

She’s the rose, the womb,
the stars, the galaxies seeded.
She’s our sustenance
our power, our force.

She’s all woman
She’s all women
for us who have forgotten
what lies within us
to be charged and ignited
into form… into life.

Kiernan Antares is a visionary artist, poet, and teacher based in Toronto, Ontario whose paintings and writings tell deep and rich stories through contemporary symbolism that offer healing, hope, and empowerment for the feminine soul ~ the heart of the world that has been suppressed in each of us, but is now re-awakening and emerging as a powerful force of love and wisdom. "It is my hope that something in my art will create a tiny explosion in your heart and that you will see that something, that Sacred Feminine Soul you’ve hungered for all along as a woman. She lives within you, She calls to you ~ to remember and awaken." You may connect with Kiernan via her website here, or find her on Facebook. 

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