What a journey.

This year, a year of expansion and contractions, has carried me across the seas and onto stages with giant screens, given a voice to stories I never thought I would experience, let alone share with the whole world, taken me to the top of rainbow mountains and to the depths of my soul, intertwined me with the medicinal journeys of many, and humbled me inside the magnificence of the amazon, guided me to meet ancient peoples from near and far, from the land I was born to the land I was reborn, spun me into existential oblivion whilst riding the waves of ‘successful’ expression - from national tv in Australia to radio broadcasts in Germany, Brazil and South Africa, exhibitions in Bondi to commissions in New Zealand -  this was the year that I ‘made it’ as an artist, a year of saying YES to all opportunities, another year of travel, that fed me well… the third climactic year of devoting myself to my calling… a year of pouring my heart and soul into every collaboration and creation; I experienced my growth as well as my naivety, humbly directing me into new veins of self-development, professionally and personally - I have flown higher than ever before and fallen so hard - i have learnt the importance of seeing eyes to eye and making agreements, the making of contracts and the breaking of contracts; the reality that trust goes beyond a piece of paper, of how to be clear with others only from the place of being clear with myself - realising my worth as an artist and a human. I have learnt some painful but important lessons of discernment, how to choose otherwise in the face of opportunity. I have strengthened my values of integrity and felt the beautiful flow of clear conscious communication and collaboration. I have lost faith and gained wisdom and sped along spirits path, jumping around like a monkey on fire… on my own - a lone wolf, a wild woman,  riding a unicycle on a tight rope on the edge of the precipice of consciousness, sometimes wobbling and yet making it across to the end of this giant year. Alive.


As the globes turns into a new cycle of 7 years, I return to myself. Grateful to stay close to the security of this ‘home’ in the mountains; still piecing all the pieces of 2016’s jigsaw together - processing, integrating, healing. Always healing. Feeling all the cells in my being surrender to stillness, I find myself wrapping silk threads around my body, round and round, acknowledging the blessings and the curses, wrapped into one being - one human being. Feeling big shifts, inside and out. Heart already leaping into wishes, dreams, visions and intentions for the year to come, (there is so much more…)  but for now, my cocoon is warm and welcoming, resting in the knowing that metamorphosis is underway and patience is the prayer that carries me deeper into my dreams. 
Many thanks to all who have journeyed with me again this year - May you all connect to your highest purpose and live your days with intentionality and meaning. 

In light, darkness and all the colours in between, 
Orly Faya