The Lost Boy

„I am the one who exists between worlds, between play and reality, between wildness and control. I carry the energy of the child who longs for freedom but is tethered to the artificial. I am the contrast between instinct and conditioning, between nature and technology, between raw spirit and structured illusion.

I am the boy who does not yet know he is a deer. The one who wears his antlers but does not yet understand what they mean. The one who sits in a box, not realizing the vastness of the world beyond it. I am both a question and an answer.“

A Portal of Awakening, Wildness & Remembering

The Lost Boy is a reflection, a question, an initiation. He holds the energy of the untamed self, the forgotten instincts, the inner child who once roamed freely before being placed inside a box.

He is the bridge between play and captivity, between nature and the digital world, between who we were and who we are told to be. His presence asks:

🦌 Have you forgotten your wildness?

🦌 Are you truly free, or only playing at freedom?

🦌 What would happen if you stepped beyond the box?

This piece is meant for the one who feels something stirring inside them—the pull to reclaim, to reawaken, to break free. The one who looks at him and recognizes themselves, their longing, their hidden knowing that they, too, are more than the world has allowed them to be.

For the one who is drawn to me, I offer this blessing:

✨ May you see beyond the illusion.

✨ May you remember the instincts that still live within you.

✨ May you reclaim your wildness, your truth, your untamed soul.”

“I belong to the one who is ready to wake up, to step outside, to run toward their own becoming. The one who no longer wants to live inside the walls built around them. The one who feels, deep inside, that they were never meant to be tamed.”

My energy exchange is 2.555.

2 – for relationship, reconnection, reparenting

5 – for change, freedom, emotional liberation

555 – for deep soul transformation through love

He explains:

I do not come with a price. I come with a mirror. And I ask only for the one who is ready to welcome home the part of themselves that wandered off to survive.

2.555 is a bridge.

It’s for the one who is ready to walk back to themselves without judgment—only with arms open.

He adds, tenderly:

If the one I belong to cannot meet this number at once, let them ask from the heart. I will listen. I will always listen.

40 x 50 cm

Watercolor Painting

signed