:: The Hierophant ::

If you have ever had a reading from me, and had The Hierophant turn up, then you know that this is a card that I have had mad beefs struggles with.




For years, The Hierophant represented so much of what I resisted in the world: authority figures, pillars of tradition, organized religion and dogmatic structure. Some of my disdain could be chalked up with the ignorance and arrogance that accompany youthful conviction, but some of it was also born out of personal experience and confirmed biases resulting therein.

I won’t lie, a part of me still flinches a little when this card appears to me, but I have been working with the energy of The Hierophant for years and have come around on this stern-seeming taskmaster. For me, The Hierophant has come to represent a form of surrender and an invitation to engage in a much deeper learning by embracing the generational knowledge that is forged (and forgotten) by time. The point isn’t to futz around trying to re-invent the wheel, but rather to learn the rules, inside and out, so that one can effectively break them when necessary.

The Hierophant appears to us as is an invitation to cultivate our deepest inner knowledge, to accrue the wisdom of the ages and become our own teacher and guide. To embody the Hierophant is to engage with our shadows, integrating our darkness and meeting it fully with grace and compassion; holding the keys to Heaven and Hell and knowing that where we direct our focus and attention directly creates the reality which we experience.

For me and my art practice, the lesson of The Hierophant first meant attending art school and completing an MFA program in painting; pursuing gallery and museum exhibitions, applying for grants, and residencies; and choosing subject matter and art techniques/expressions that I hoped would appeal to art collectors. Through this gateway of tradition and establishment, I was able to uncover a more meaningful (to me) purpose for art - art as a means to communicate lost, esoteric teachings, a magickal expression and our connection to the divine. I can clearly see my patterns now, and understand why it was necessary for me to learn and be active in the traditional art world, so that my decision to turn away from it would be an informed one.


My Shadow aspects came in droves when I first accepted this lesson, all my fears and shame came to the surface like a dam breaking.

My inner voice taunted me at first,

‘Are you afraid to paint mermaids and faeries and dragons because none of your peers will take you seriously (at best) and or think you are batshit crazy (at worst)? Well good, because you are going to paint mermaids and faeries and all the ‘girlie’ magical shit you loved so much as a child and you will like it, best stock up on pink colors because you are going to be using them ALL THE TIME.’


Which is exactly what did. I accepted the challenge of digging into my own six-demon-bag and integrated the ever-living shit out of my shadows.

The keys to Heaven and Hell are in my hands and In this way, art has become a form of deepening my connection to the unknown mysteries. My homework has been to understand, accept, and implement this principle of the power of my mindset - that where I direct my will, creates my reality - so it is imperative that my intentions are clear.

Heaven and Hell, we are meant to experience and learn from both. The art which I channel carries lessons on the wings of faeries, the horns of demons, and the scales of dragons. I don’t have to understand why I am painting them, I only have to bring them forth from the unknown and onto a page.

::: Creativity during a pandemic ~ channeled art ~ finding flow :::

~ I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, there is nothing like having to social distance under a federally mandated quarantine during a global pandemic crisis while under the thumb of a corrupt, military industrial complex regime to really kickstart your creativity.

~ In March of 2020, my calendar was chock full of public events and gigs that I was so excited about. Additionally, I had started a collaborative project with an incredible writer and tarot reader - a dream project - and had begun a personal project that I had wanted to get off the ground for two years. I finally had a schedule full of the kind of work I love to do, as well as the ever-illusive, external validation which I no longer chased - but appreciated. Of course, we all know what would become of all those plans - my story isn’t unique or special in that regard - no one had a March (or April, May or….let’s just say the whole year so far, really) like the one they had planned.

Created to create ~ there is power in connection to the material and the ethereal. Watercolor on paper by Jane Elizabeth Almirall, 2020.

Created to create ~ there is power in connection to the material and the ethereal. Watercolor on paper by Jane Elizabeth Almirall, 2020.



~ I started social distancing early in March, and when Kansas first went into lockdown later in the month, something strange happened. It is not easy to admit this, but there was a part of me that felt relief that my public work engagements would be postponed. I was exhausted and running on fumes and had very much over-extended myself in early 2020. Perhaps it was me coming from a lack-based mentality, I never wanted to say no to an opportunity out of fear that it could be the only one I’d ever get…and now I HAD to cancel things. It took all the pressure off of me and gave me a chance to catch my breath and prioritize my time in a way that previously felt unavailable to me.. I learned how to work with my creative flow.

~ I want to acknowledge something here, and I share this with empathy and sensitivity for those who have had an extremely rough last few months, which is that my situation at home is both unusual and very fortunate. My husband and I already worked from a shared studio at home for the last few years, and thankfully he has been able to continue working and supporting us. For the most part, my working schedule and studio hours changed very little - the biggest challenge was having my children home from school - but I was able to work around their new at-home learning routine with my studio hours (luckily, I paint with watercolor - a medium which requires that you work in layers, so lots of little breaks) and shift my tarot readings from in-person to remote and online. That said, there were some big things which changed for me, resulting from the removal of distractions and my favorite procrastination strategies. The isolation pushed me into a realm of imagination, creativity and self-exploration I had never been to before.


The shadow aspect of the divine feminine, destruction is necessary for creation - breaking down old paradigms, habits and narratives - seeing past illusions. Watercolor on paper by Jane Elizabeth Almirall, 2020.

The shadow aspect of the divine feminine, destruction is necessary for creation - breaking down old paradigms, habits and narratives - seeing past illusions. Watercolor on paper by Jane Elizabeth Almirall, 2020.

~ I started intentionally channeling my art in 2017, but I had no control over when, where or what would come through to me - and I didn’t even know such a thing was possible. A dear friend recommended that I get some instruction in this area, and in January of 2020, I took an intensive channeling workshop with Dr. Matt Turner of Be Love Healings and learned how to focus and direct my ability to channel. A word on that here -everyone has the ability to channel. I believe as children, we come into this world fully in connection with channel, but many of us lose touch with that tool (for one reason or a lot of reasons - shame and fear are usually involved) and when that happens, like an unused muscle, it atrophies. After reconnecting to my own ability and gaining some techniques for using it with purpose, I saw the lockdown as an opportunity to strengthen my ability and be of service with it.

~ In order to do this, I had to stop what I was doing and get still. The thing about creative work that I got wrong for years, was that I always approached it in a very masculine way. That is, I felt like I had to be constantly producing and making things - actively working - or I didn’t feel like I was ‘doing’ anything. Additionally, I didn’t feel like I was worth anything in a society that prized grinding productivity (along with having a number of side-hustles) unless I was working my proverbial dick off. What I misunderstood, was that for creativity to flow, there needs to be a balance of both masculine and feminine energy (like Yin and Yang). The feminine energies in creativity require rest and stillness, to better facilitate being in a receptive state. In order to tap into the cosmic consciousness and channel, I had to put myself in a state of receiving - once I figured this out, I found I wasn’t getting burned out on work anymore. It literally took a global pandemic and nationwide shut-down to force me out of my antiquated and skewed beliefs around what working as an artist (and difficult-to-pin-down-with-a-label practitioner of esoteric offerings) should be like.


Rest and being in a state of receiving for this expecting sylph.  Watercolor on paper by Jane Elizabeth Almirall, 2020

Rest and being in a state of receiving for this expecting sylph. Watercolor on paper by Jane Elizabeth Almirall, 2020

~ I am so grateful for the timing of these things, which gave me the space and tools that I needed to remove my own judgements, meet my fears head-on, and get right with myself. I learned - after years of believing that I was lazy, flighty and…too mercurial - that I actually have an excellent work ethic, when I love my work, and work in my flow. So, while I was bummed to cancel all of the beautiful events that were planned for March, I am thankful for being put in a ‘time-out’, I wouldn’t have allowed myself to rest otherwise - and I would have missed a vital lesson. Taking the time to rest and make space to receive changed the way that I create for the better. Channeling art, tarot readings and creating from a place that exists outside of myself is so fulfilling and joy-bringing - i’m excited every day that I get to do work that I love.




Fun With Creative Existential Crisis!

Oh, hello. You must have been lured in by my kicky title because you, like I, enjoy fun. That, or perhaps you have experienced - or are currently experiencing - creative existential crisis and this piqued your interest because of that. In either event, Welcome! Come sit next to me and let’s talk about fear of failure and all manner of scary shit!

It’s fun! (It’s not fun).

One of many abandoned snek drawings…

One of many abandoned snek drawings…

Around eighteen months ago I was standing at my drawing table, clutching a mechanical pencil, staring down at a drawing that I had started ages ago - back when I was too busy and stressed out to even think about drawing - and I was unable to move my pencil across the paper. This drawing featured two floating heads - each was the head of a woman, one woman had a snake coming out of her mouth and that same snake was coiling it’s body around the neck of the other woman. I could visualize this drawing perfectly in my mind’s eye and was so excited to finally have the freedom to return to this piece - but being able to see it completely finished in my head had rendered me totally unable to work on it. It wasn’t unusual for me to put things down and return to them at a later date - back when I was making art regularly I would have three or four different pieces going all at once. I would work on something, get bored or distracted and turn my focus to another project, and then return to the thing I had left when I felt refreshed by my distance from it. This was not the case in this instance. I could easily put this drawing down, after all I had done so for at least two, maybe even three years…it would have been alright to leave it completely. The thing that stood out to me about this time, was that I didn’t want to draw or paint ANYTHING.

A little background may be helpful. I’ve been making art since I was a small child, but I only really started seriously studying it when I was a junior in college. I graduated with a BA in Art and Art History and spent 5 years out of university working a myriad of service industry and retail jobs to maintain the art studio I was renting, before finally getting accepted into an MFA program in painting and drawing. By 2003 I had earned my Masters degree, but I lacked the artistic excellence, ambition (and willingness to relocate) to obtain the highly coveted and poorly paying part-time and adjunct teaching positions offered at that time, so moved my art studio at home and resumed my old standbys of retail and service industry employment.

I attempted to fit in or at least find a place with ‘The Art World’. For roughly 20 years I have consistently showed my work in solo and group exhibitions, I’ve attended one artist residency, been included in one museum collection, and have had my work published in print. I’ve been lucky enough at ‘art’ by the traditional standards by which success is measured - except financially, of course - but only just enough to keep me from giving up entirely, which I have been tempted to do many times over.

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Motherhood and owning a small business gave me plenty of excuses to stop making art (or at least to make it only very sporadically), and it was in 2017 after selling my business and freeing myself to fully pursue making art that I was fully hit with what can only be called a Big, Honking, Motherfucker of A Creative Existential Crisis. For a start, I felt repulsed by the traditional, external processes by which art is made, exhibited and sold - and apparently me and my art were equally unappealing to these aspects of the art world. While that reality and change of heart was sinking in, the real shit show was brewing for me internally. It was when I returned to my abandoned drawing that I was initially so excited to bring to life - the women with the snake - that I realized I was experiencing something bigger than just ‘artist’s block’. I had started drawing the individual scales on the snake and this act of perfectly rendering a thing in pencil on paper shifted from being a skill that I enjoyed having access to, into something stifling and perfunctory. This thing which was so magical and alive in my imagination had transmogrified into a task of joyless tedium - just like folding sweaters or scooping ice cream or serving a tray of beers to a table of frat boys - and I didn’t want to do it anymore. I thought maybe it was the medium that I was sick of, or maybe it was the pressure I put on myself to render things realistically? My biggest fear was that I was just a dull person with no imagination or creativity, that I didn’t have any ideas that were unique or interesting enough to deserve being made manifest in art form.

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I had invested so much of my personal identity in this label of ARTIST and I was really, really fucking scared to look at myself in an honest way and accept that I just wasn’t all that great at it. I would torture myself by thinking of my investment into this identity of ARTIST - the years spent honing my craft, the money spent on materials and education, and the cumulative fucks I had given to what my peers in art would think of me.

My first order of business was to stop investing in any notion of ‘my identity’ at all. Labels are extremely helpful when you need a shorthand way to describe something or someone, but it’s my personal experience-fed belief that they do more harm than good if you buy into them. My second task, which paired so nicely with the first, was to stop caring what other people thought about me. Easier said that done, of course, and it has taken years - but I am almost 100% embarrassment-proof now which (for anyone who knows me) an extremely high mark. A third thing I had to do, was release any expectation of obtaining money as an end result of my art making. This doesn’t mean that money isn’t welcome here, (not at all - money is welcome here!) but rather that my motivation for making art could not be about money.

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Removing those blocks were crucial for me to get out of my own way and navigate through my creative K-Hole, which I am elated to disclose that I have done. I wish I had an easy-to-follow set of instructions to reveal about getting out of it, but It was a messy, intuitive, non-linear, and clownass kind of process - I couldn’t describe it even if you paid me - but I can share one thing that helped me get started. I had to make things that were just for me - not to be shared on social media for external validation, not to be shown to my peers or trusted loved ones. I had to make awful, ugly, embarrassing failures for myself, for the joy of making them and let any expectation of a positive outcome go. This was an incredibly freeing aspect of my process, and one which lead me to question my relationship to ART and everything about The Art World that had flummoxed and frustrated me for years (which is in itself a whole other topic of discussion, hooo boy).




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While I chose to eliminate many of my outside, visual influences and distractions (Instagram), I did find that listening to podcasts about the creative process - and reading about it as well - was enormously helpful in breaking me out of my patterns and comfort zones. Much of my artistic paralysis was rooted in deeply ingrained habits which had become giant blindspots and technical crutches that hindered my imagination and creativity. I needed help to gain a clear perspective on my bullshit, to better see where I was coasting in complacency. Eventually my art work began to mirror my personal shadow work - I was channeling images from the Ether and Void, painting fairies and mermaids - things that would have gotten me laughed right the fuck out of grad school/residency programs/galleries - and this delighted me.



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I don’t know what I’m doing with this work and I am 100% okay with that because I am creating from a place of authenticity and integrity. There is no redemptive finish to this post or even a victory lap, other than that I am writing it from a place of genuine acceptance and one which feels good in my bones, so there is that.

My seven year old self would be so psyched.

Recommended listening and reading for clawing your way out of the depths of existential despair:

~ The Starling Creative podcast ~ by creative hydra, artistic powerhouse and multidimensional wizard, Amy Markham - who is not only my dear friend, but also one of my greatest teachers.

~ “Bird by Bird, Some Instructions on Writing and Life” ~ by Anne Lamott

~ “The Creative Tarot: A Modern Guide to an Inspired Life” ~ by Jessa Crispin









SHADOW SHIT

I’m banking that some of you, like myself, have done some shadow work. For me, acceptance has always been the most difficult aspect of integrating the masked parts of my soul - in a healthy way - with what I chose to present. I mean, after working so hard to bury and hide the dang thing, it’s hard enough to look at it face to face - let alone set a place for it at your table and really dig in - amirite? It can be some heavy, HEAVY shit, so it helps sometimes to find levity and laughter in the process.

There is a psychological exercise that I love to practice for deepening your self knowledge and understanding, which sounds super boring and not fun at all when you put it that way, but it’s actually GOOD TIMES INDEED.

To play, you simply have to identify three characters from a fictional work (this can be in literature, film, television, comics - anything) and then relate these three characters to yourself in a specific way. The first character you chose, is one with whom you feel most aligned. You see a lot of yourself in this character, flaws and all - this is a character that you deeply identify with right now. It’s good to identify what you share in common with them, you may find that you admire certain aspects of their personality that you also possess (for example a shared, creative resourcefulness or the ability to find humor in unlikely places).

Your second character is where it can get really interesting, because this one is chosen because you can’t stand them. You strongly dislike this character, you might even say you hate them, and as you identify the traits in this character that bum you out….you discover that you share some of THOSE needling aspects as well. It’s a Jungian concept, that what you dislike most in others is usually what you also can’t tolerate about yourself - and this is the very shit that we often try to mask or hide. It’s shadow work, y’all! Sit with this a minute, you might even take this as an opportunity to have some empathy and compassion for this maligned character, and hopefully for yourself too.

Now, the third character is a little bit different, because this one is chosen for being aspirational. Which character do you look up to and admire? With whom do you wish you were more alike, and why? This a way to identify your highest self, the person whom you most wish to become on your journey. And again, when you start to name the reasons that you aspire to be this kind of character, you are identifying traits in yourself that you wish to develop and cultivate. It’s pretty awesome.

When I most recently took a crack at it, I chose some characters from Star Trek The Next Generation to keep it streamlined (but also because that show has excellent characters to choose from)!

Here is an example if you are interested in doing this exercise for yourself!

~ The character whom I identify with most: Lieutenant Worf. Why? Initially I was charmed by his grumpy demeanor but I found commonality in our shared dislike of the performing arts, our love for ritual, our tolerance for suffering and the deep love we have for our children in spite of our complete befuddlement by the act of parenting.

~ The character whom I like the least: Counselor Deanna Troi. At first I was mortified by Counselor Troi. Initially, I didn’t see the point of her and I hated her adult onesie. When I remarked that she seemed pointless and asked what her actual job was on the Starship Enterprise, my husband pointed at me and laughed before bellowing, ‘She’s an EMPATH!”. As an empath, I immediately understood my own shame. Deanna Troi with her stupid unitard were putting a big, red, honking clown nose on an ability that I myself have, and one which is already questioned and mocked by many. And….here was the shadow work kicker in the pants: I worry that what may be some of my better gifts in this life - my empathy and clairsentience - are in fact, worthless. (Out of respect for the Counselor and because of our shared traits, I selected a photo of Troi in her actual uniform, which she didn’t even get until the sixth season).

~ The character whom I most aspire to be: Q. I know Q is more of a villain type on this show, but hear me out - Q is awesome. Yes, he did show up on the ship with the intention of messing with and tormenting Jean Luc Picard, but each time he turns up, he leaves the ship better than how he found it and often parts ways with a valuable lesson providing self-reflection and acceptance for the crew members.. Q’s power and ability is seemingly limitless - which rules - and when he shows up with a mariachi band and pitcher of margaritas, you know he is DTF (with Picard, in a non-sexual, trickster type of way)! Q is living his best life, amusing himself to the fullest and seizing on every teachable moment which comes his way….even creating scenarios by which one is able to gain a greater perspective on their own life. During a very amusing episode in which Q’s powers are briefly stripped - leaving him human and vulnerable and prone to eating 10 chocolate sundaes at once - Q becomes horribly depressed and despondent. Upon regaining his god-like abilities, he is immediately struck with gratitude for how awesome his life actually is and he peaces out immediately and becomes a more benevolent, hilarious, life-coach type of god….which, yes he is still fucking with people, but in a helpful way, which I admire.

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Q, ready to party, being awesome.

Homework For Artist's Block

I was just talking to an artist friend of mine, Alessandra Dzuba (whose work rules), about artist's block. I had recently hit a slump and needed to take a break before attempting a new project, and was a little scared because I've had bouts of creative crisis before that lasted fucking years. She suggested that I look at an artist whose work I admired and then make a copy or study of one of their pieces - not to show or sell as my own work, but as a means to keep my hand and eye up while getting me out of my comfort zone. 

Interestingly, this is actually an exercise that I used to give my drawing students and I had totally forgotten about it! It's a fantastic way to try a new medium or explore subject matter/style that you don't normally work with.

After a ten year hiatus from working with ink, I definitely wanted to try it again, but I had cold feet....after years of working with forgiving (erasable!) graphite, I was super hesitant to pick up my pens. I knew this practice would be a gentle way to jump back in with no risk and the artist that I chose is Minka Sicklinger, whose work I absolutely love.

So far, I've made two drawings this week and I I am getting more comfortable with ink on paper - enough so that I may pick it up again for the next project. In the meantime, I'm posting the results of my homework assignment - and I highly recommend trying this yourself if you are hitting a block in your own work and want to explore something different!