Is the Bless Heavy?

Is the Bless Heavy?

It seems to me that my sensibility and my profound access to reality and life isn’t just as plain easy and wonderful as I do wanted in the first place.

At first I imagined everything to be wonderful and everything to have its precious and divine taste. But life didn’t go as well as I thought it would. I suffered and I did go wrong much of a couple of times. Bu, yet, I’m blessed!

The surroundings aren’t, the people around aren’t, but I am!

This is what the portrait presents. A heavy shadow on the figure, that is still illuminated representing how much trouble I incurre everyday.

On the neck a golden chain represents alongside the illumination of the head, all the wisdom, all the richness I carry by myself.

The blue coat is washed and portray a deeper understanding yet to be conquered, as to behold my sanctity and give her to who it truly belongs.

In the end, the shadow is not englobing my whole self, but just laying above. As to say, again, that I am not the problem, that I behold my blessing, but the surrounding is trying to take me down, but can’t, as the light of the figure shimmers the most with its details, then the shadow proposes itself.

Furthermost I could even say - if it wasn’t the shadow, how could I learn the nuances of my own self?

Light and shadow make me be what I am in the end.