St. Michael appeared like a flash of lightning on my canvas — completely unexpected.
I hadn’t been thinking of him. I knew little more than his name…
And yet, he arrived — bold, radiant, undeniable.
In the very first layer, an angel entirely in white emerged. I knew instantly: this was Michael.
Each painting session flowed with ease and joy, as if guided by a force far greater than myself. It felt effortless — like dancing with a powerful presence.
His energy was so strong, so tangible, that I painted him again and again.
He stands as a guardian of truth — his sword, a blade of divine light, cuts through illusion and frees the soul from what no longer serves.
His presence reminds us: you are protected.
And you hold the power to step fully into your light — clear, grounded and fearless.
What within you longs to be liberated?
Let the sword of light show you the way.
