2022 Year Review and Looking Forward to 2023 - Heartful Art by Raphaella Vaisseau

In Numerology, 2023 is a 7 Universal Year in the 9-year cycle. According to "The Secrets of Numbers" by Vera Scott Johnson and Thomas Wommack, this means it is a "time for assimilation, analysis, and introspection, a time for perfecting the results of past efforts, and not a time for expansion and change." They suggest 2023 will be good for savings, banking, and insurance, which is great for me since I'm all about feeding my bank accounts at the moment. What is bringing me joy may also be right on target.

Last year, in 2022, my intentions were to deepen my relationship with my daughter, find new friends I resonate with, simplify my home while visualizing something even better in the future, continue establishing my legacy in art, and to enjoy nature in this beautiful place where I live. Below is a picture of my 2022 vision board. The adorable painting of a fox in the center of my collage is by local pet portraiture artist, April Johnson. I'll be creating a new vision board for 2023 in the coming weeks as the new year comes into focus.

Opportunity was my keyword for 2022, although I hadn't remembered that until I read last year's review. Nevertheless, with my mindful focus on listening to my Inner Guidance, I took inspired action enough times to feel I was vibrationally tuned into opportunity whether or not I consciously remembered to claim it. I met or surpassed most of my goals and, overall, I'm pleased with my progress over the twelve months of this past year.

I'm super excited about the coming year. I'm not sure I've ever felt so realistically hopeful. It's a great feeling. 

I haven't defined my intentions and goals yet for 2023 so I'll say this: As I move forward into the coming years, and look back over my entire life, I'll be pleased that I sought to continually take the next step, time and time again, toward being in greater and truer alignment with my highest purpose and with living a joyful life.

I wish you all the very best holiday season as 2022 comes to an end, and the most prosperous, joyful year in 2023. Blessings of Light and Love to you.

-Raphaella Vaisseau

Nature's Art (and Music) on Caspersen Beach in Venice Florida - by Raphaella Vaisseau

It's always beautiful at Caspersen Beach in Venice, Florida. I've experienced the beauty there many times since moving to the Gulf Coast almost four years ago. I have often said it feels to me like I'm walking in a watercolor painting when I'm there. Yesterday I had the same visual feast as I usually do, but it was the sounds, and my hearing, that awakened more fully during my walk.

Perhaps it was because only a scattering of humans were there. It's off-season here, and it was dinner time. I had just rushed downtown to the post office to get the day's Heartful Art orders in the mail before closing. As I left the post office and got into the van I love so much, I felt especially free and happy from the day's work. As I asked myself, where should I go from here, I remembered I still needed to get my daily walk in, so I decided to go the extra couple of miles to Caspersen.

It must have been dragonfly dinnertime too. As I drove on the road to the beach, a million dragonflies swarmed all around my van. I happen to love dragonflies, so I slowed way down to 10 mph so I wouldn't harm them in their frenzied flight. It was an awesome sight.

After parking and leaving my shoes in the van, I found my way to the beach. The quietness was evident right away. The surf was calm; the waves gently lapped the shore. No wind or crashing water this time. As I walked, I enjoyed the shore birds feeding; witnessed pelicans diving for fish with power, beauty, and graceful accuracy; and noticed egrets intently focused on the water around the moss-covered rocks on which they were perched.

I listened as I walked, and as I did my senses awakened even further. I heard the sound water makes as it sifts thru shells and fine sand as the surf moves out from shore. Like a subtle tinkling of a percussive musical instrument of some kind that I couldn't identify. I walked through nature's artwork that is Caspersen Beach and was treated as well to nature's concerto.

Filled with appreciation for the ability to see and hear these beautiful things, I completed my time on the beach, which felt more like a meditation than exercise. Actually, it was both. I walked on the shell-strewn sand toward where my van was parked. After brushing the sand from my feet, and putting on my shoes, I drove again on the beach road. I watched for the dragonflies, but they had settled down and had pretty much finished their snacking. Nighttime. Time for home.
- Raphaella Vaisseau

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