The Sybil (2007)
A reader of omens, of secrets in the fire. Her eyes demand to know if you are ready– truly ready— to know what she may say.
Like the loose but ornate brushstrokes in this image, like layers of hieroglyphic energy, which lead always to the Sybil’s penetrating stare, all interpretations of oracles come down at last to confrontation with one’s true Will.
Destiny moves to fruition when will is set upon true desire. The oracle, like the present moment itself, portends an eternal crossroads of what has been and what yet may be.
“The best way to predict the future is to help create it.”