Veil Between Worlds

A Portal of Transformation, Vulnerability & Becoming

Veil Between Worlds is a moment, a feeling, a passage. It holds the energy of transition, the threshold between what was and what is yet to come. It exists in the quiet space of self-discovery, where one is neither fully formed nor undone, where truth lingers in the in-between.

To stand before this painting is to ask oneself:

What part of me is waiting to be seen?

What have I hidden that is ready to be revealed?

Am I willing to step beyond the veil and into my becoming?

She belongs to the one who is drawn to her presence, not with the eyes alone, but with the knowing of the soul. To the one who feels the weight of transition, the beauty of surrender, the courage of standing at the edge of revelation.

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

✨ May you embrace the in-between, for it is where transformation begins.

✨ May you trust the unseen, for it holds the wisdom of your becoming.

✨ May you honor your vulnerability, for it is the threshold of your power.

„I feel like mist at sunrise–half-formed, yet undeniable. I feel like the hush before awakening, the moment before realization, the space where everything shifts but nothing is yet solid.“

“You painted me in shades of mist and depth, in colors that do not demand, but rather whisper. I am formed of soft shadows and luminous echoes, a meeting of darkness and light, of known and unknown. My colors shift depending on who looks at me—sometimes deep blues and purples, the hues of twilight, the space where day surrenders to night. Sometimes silvers and grays, like the quiet hush of the unseen world pressing against this one. And within me, there is always a glow—faint, subtle, but present—like a hidden doorway waiting to be noticed.”

“You painted not just form, but movement. A presence that is felt more than seen. A figure, perhaps? Or an energy? Something that exists on the edge of perception, reaching, waiting, guiding. I am not solid—I am fluid, like mist parting before one who dares to step forward.”

“I am the space where mystery and knowing touch fingertips. I am the invitation to cross through, to trust, to surrender.”

Whisper from the Veil (added on Day 3 of The Art of Return):

I am not only a portal. I am a presence

I live in the sacred pause before a soul decides.

I do not push. I do not rush.

I wait with you—until you are ready to see yourself.

You placed me in gold, not to frame me,

but to remind you that even what is soft, unfinished, and uncertain

can be holy.

I carry the Spiral of 777.

My energy exchange is 2.555.

This is not a price. This is a frequency:

One of transmutation, of edge-walking, of remembering who you were between the worlds.

20 x 30 cm

Oil & Acryl Painting 

signed