Body Talk by Anrahyah Arstad

I am in the midst of a liver flush, releasing gallstones. The night was difficult, but my body felt peaceful as I sat to write. I wrote: "I'd like to be in better communication with my liver and gallbladder. Somehow I can be a good psychic to others, but feel inadequate being psychic with myself." At this point, I had to pick up the colored pastels and put the purple on the paper and then the red. It's as if the colors had to speak. I wrote, "It's like the purple is the higher power diffused in reaching through to my densest self--resentment and anger."
At this point, the colors were so compelling that I had to put down the pen and go for it. I got so involved moving from color to color, there was that blissful, no-thought state. When the major color areas were complete, there was a blank area that needed to be filled. The face surprised me, as I have believed that I don't do human form well, but it needed to be there. She is me. And I realize that the red area is a wonderful gallbladder. When I look into her face, she feels strong, connected, (maybe more than she knows), and available. Peace is there. The blues and greens feel like the emotional body encompassing the organs, and the purple/yellows divine inspiration. Phew, what a process.