Prose for the Intuitively Intelligent


Sveta Dorosheva

Robins message received.
Now that you have my attention,
what will you do with it?

Time here is precious.
Wasting it is an excuse,
comfort zones eliminated.

Read between my lines.

Linger awhile.
All yours.

In joy.



“Unintended Creation 2” Watercolor palette board for 1st watercolor series – 1 available

Every shade and hue landed exactly where it was meant to, kind of like people. There is this unspoken force that moves through all of life unseen, unheard, unnoticed most of the time. Coordinating the most spectacular coming togethers. I liken it to synchronicity. Some form of intelligent force that speaks to the intuitive parts of us and tells us what is coming, what things mean and how they are strangely and yet magnificently connected. This happening cannot be manipulated or forced. It happens in degrees of effectiveness always meaning something specific to us without the knowing of others. It is a kind of intuitive intelligence that some people hold in greater amounts then others, yet anyone can develop it to a mastery level of in tune, in synch and trust with practice and acceptance. The minute this force is seen, heard and noticed, it invites us on extraordinary adventures, all of which we have a choice of yes or no. The consequences thereof lay down our fates accordingly.

As I learned how to allow the water to move the color across the paper, trusting its path and ability to do so, I let go of how it should be, look or feel. Releasing the inner control of placement allowed me to free flow into the designs that made themselves, I only adding here or there an introduction of color, however slight, changing the face of the interaction forever. Contributing in small yet major ways, the fate of consequence laid out before me. Each piece that I instigated turned into something of its own. After photographing the pieces and finding the treasures within the treasure, something caught my eye…… the palette board. The arrangement of color, placement of line, the way each element of color invited my mind in to roam, imagine and conceive it drew me into something else, beyond, a kind of break through of ordinary perception. Created through the very essence of synchronicity and random order, the board contained landscapes, figures, figments of a deep subconscious I hadn’t even known I was creating from. Yet there it was. A window into a place we all hold within us.
Deep penetrating insight.

April 2017

“Unintended Creation 2″
16″x 20”
Watercolor palette
1 available



The Russian Schumann Resonance monitor went to 90 on Easter (4.16.17),
breaking the record of 88.

Did you notice anything over this past weekend? Anything stand out as unusual or symbolically relevant? I completed my 44th circle around the sun. Been around the block a few times and this past weekend was a literal and symbolic gateway of sorts for me and I’m glad to say that each moment I found myself face to face with myself looking in some pretty intense mirrors I held steady and true. The universe was testing me and I’m glad to say some doors were throughly closed and very well I might add, well others revealed some loose hinges in need of some TLC, so that’s exactly what I did.
The day after my solar return was Easter. My favorite holiday and first one ever experienced in my human suit, being born on Palm Sunday, holy week and Easter were my first human holidays and they have held a special energy for me all my life. Sounds dramatic perhaps, but it’s true and even though it eventually became about bunnies and colored eggs and the occasional church visit, Easter was a time to gather with family and eat good food at the very least. Good enough for me. And so the tradition has continued.

Having spent the last 9 months in a massive transition in my personal life, I have come out of my Winter hibernation and dreaming with a clear sense of what I want and what I intend to do with the rest of my life. Having rejuvenated my space and redefined the boundaries I am willing to accept at my wizened age, I have focused on reorganizing my life according to my healed and whole beliefs about myself. With great attention spent on recognizing the triggers, choices and consequences thereof. I found it suddenly easier to discern what belonged to me and what belonged to others. No longer a willing carrier of other peoples baggage out of a need to please syndrome I have outgrown as unnecessary and unfitting to my true nature.

This deepened sense of self acceptance has seeded a new desire to be in my own space at all times of crucial need. To find a love of the quiet and a respect for the thinking that is done within this container of no intrusion.  I hunted down the intruders of my thinking space and one by one I slayed them. With only one warning issued prior to their demise. A kind of growl uttered from the deepest parts of my inner oceans, demanding space and respect for my own thought space without the need of intrusion by way of opinions, advice or plain old desperation of losing control of what appears to be controlled when in reality this very space by law frees the mind and allows the imagination to run wild while epiphanies await and one by one pop like orgasmic cherries. This space is the very matter that fills the chalice. Free, unabridged, uncontrolled and free of order according to anyone else. Here your childhood innocence returns and anything is possible. Your mind is your own, your thoughts connected to all that is and ultimately a direct link between you and God. Without the need of middle-men.

It is like being in love, the chemical process that changes the biochemistry of the brain flooding your system with endorphins heightens this process and contemplative meditation encourages the use of this space to create, power, theorize and synchronize ones life. Suddenly your thoughts materialize faster then before and things manifest easily. Love is a conjured genie able and willing to please and give whatever you wish for, instantly. Yet even when it is handed to you on a silver platter you must feel worthy of it and able to contain it. Your thoughts must match your doing, and vice versa. Any discrepancy between the two will be highlighted and obvious, no longer able to sweep anything under a rug. You must clean it up yourself and take stock of what stays and what goes accordingly. And mean it.
When Easter came and the resonance climaxed breaking barriers and records I watched one of the trees in my garden bloom. I sat in that space and felt everything alive around me. Buzzing with life force. I felt the release of all thinking that was anything less then divine. Everything that did not hold this higher vibration burned away instantly and forever. Casting away the spells and chants associated with someone else’s dream. A dream destroyed by painful thinking. The true disease of the human heart. Thoughts that runaway with a fear and magnify it beyond repair. Until it is all consuming and taints any love residual or otherwise. Tearing away the veil of true identity.
This resonance came riding the waves of HE HAS RISEN. With the majority of faithful hearts resting in the notion of resurrection it became clear we were breaking away from centuries of hardened church energy. Energy that has denied the rightful place of HER in the hearts of their many followers. HE HAS RISEN inside of HER, and HIM, and the consciousness combined between the two transcends the identity and each one can lay safely in the presence of the other, naked, raw and vulnerable and seen for what and who they truly are without fear of condemnation.
Freedom from the curses laid within old and ancient places capturing the heart and love of the one who has the power to free the mind. A tendency that can multiple within other hearts and minds spreading as a virus of change. The true christ consciousness that breeds compassion, kindness and true forgiveness. Where you can say what you mean and mean what you say and all is in alignment with the word uttered deep within each true practitioner of this powerful love.
In the energy of resurrection, rebirth and rising… our entire systems were exposed to a vibration that came through perhaps as an euphoric feeling, or perhaps in the form of a flu or illness that required you to take time to self care and rest. There is no judgement in how you experience this. It is what it is. Be kind to yourself and others in how they express this. There is no right or wrong way. Consider everyones journey is unique and catered to their own divine purpose and expression of that is always in the right alignment for any given time. No matter how painful or pleasurable that may be.
April 16th marked a rite of passage.
It marks a crossing into a frequency that we have never been exposed to before. An Earth fine tuning of sorts. I imagine if you were laying on any megalithic structure anywhere in the world, you would’ve felt quite a powerful sensation. But even if you were in your own home, or in a grocery store, you were there immersed in it whether you were conscious of it or not. Exposed, affected, effected, dowsed, submerged and soaked in a vibration that obliterated any disharmonies coursing through you in any form. Thought or otherwise.
A clear slate.
Who made the cut?
What restructuring have you experienced since Easter Sunday?
A casting off of shadows, exposing only the direct receiving of straight harmonic sound healing from your planet into the very atomic structure of your being. No small event indeed. In this moment of exposure you thought thoughts, and felt feelings, and did things accordingly. If you were paying attention, and knew about the event, perhaps your work was more intentional. These are the moments where real magic holds it virtue. May no harm be done.
Love in its own right is a potent and powerful protective force. A kind of security that is hack proof.

Everything has been exposed to this frequency. Plants, animals, humans, institutions, communities, structures, water…….
The symbolic meaning is ripe and full.

Everything you create now will hold a different vibration then before. Welcome to your own super powers. May you use them wisely and with respect to all life.

April 2017


“Departure” photograph 16″x 20″ 1st place winner photography genre & 3rd place peoples choice Bethlehem 50th Anniversary Art Association Show, displayed in the 39th annual regional select photography juried show Albany Center Gallery March 2017 – 1 available, never to be reprinted.

This was the last time I saw my sister. Her silhouette caught in a reflection, overlaying a dimensional effect. I sought to identify the darkened shadows of the divine feminine, whose time has come to depart within all. Cleansing the genetic lines of pain and heartache. Inside the heart of the matter as one wishes farewell to that which no longer thrives. Saying goodbye to dysfunction and hate. Bringing the outside in, ward towards that which truly matters. The enjoyment of life and those we share it with.  Departure of the outdated burdens, and old scripts means arrival to a true purpose. Where acceptance awaits your conformity.

Happy birthday grandpa



Photo credit: Anna Wettergreen,  “Departure” is available for acquisition. Contact 518.462.4775




Two of my photographs will be on display and available for acquisition in this exhibit.

Owls. 1 available
Black Swan. 1 available

Neither will be printed again.
Both images sum up my spiritual beliefs in nature.

I alongside, artists in this wide-ranging multimedia group show include painters Gregory Scheckler and David Covey, photographers Tiina Bockrath, Rebecca Zeh, and Gray Morrison, installation artists Michael Whitney and Jason van Staveren, and video artist Yuko Edwards. The installation of the exhibition is by Belinda Colón; sound design is by visiting Skidmore media arts professor and contributing artist Adam Tinkle. Storyteller Joseph Bruchac of Ndakinna will perform with musician Adam Tinkle at the Opening Reception.

Opens April 29th 6-8pm.


Black Swan, available

Softly rest your eyes.
Meditate on the image.
Black Swan medicine offers entry.
Rogue, outlaw
black sheep ban.
What is considered worthy?
Condensed Orenda.
Supernatural force.

Open sesame.

– H. R


Black Swan – 1st edition, 16×20 framed, 1 available






Winter Epiphany – sold, private collection ‘Winter’ Exhibit, Spring Street Gallery, Saratoga Springs, NY

What is it about perspective that intrigues us?
What makes our vision cloudy?
Clarity hunts, one dream at a time.
Run! seek yourself under every thing that buries you.

On the bridge between here and there.
Chaos clutters.

Order comes when you are all undone.
Shattered pieces sought, like Isis did Osiris.

Upside down shadow, filled with glitter.

– H.R

In 2017 there will be a hot vagina rising.
Right before a woman has an orgasm there is a wave of heat that comes rushing in. It is in this crucial moment that a woman must relax into the rising of this heat in order to orgasm to her fullest potential, when the dragon awakens and consumes all. It will be vital for partners to deepen their spiritual physical sexual relationships with each other. 2016 brings to an end the ability to avoid this important connection between intimates. Anything less then authentic will be dissipated as healing complete.  Karma done.

2017 will bring a new tide of potential as well as destruction. This will be instantly reflected in your microcosmic worlds. Seek your closest field of direct experience for the most powerful mirrors of reality and change. There is beauty in the breakdown. 2017 will demand you know how to ground yourself in your own personal space. 2016 has taught you how to anchor what you need and how to decide what you want. 2017 will ask that you follow through on yourself and manifest your highest potential.

With big changes showing up on the collective macro field it is confirmation of the changes happening within all humanity as we undergo our own spiritual transitions in this lifetime. 2016 brought the catalysts we needed to assist in powering up for these big shifts. We all know the talk but do we walk it? Now more than ever will we need to prove it to ourselves.

2017 will ask that we partner with our highest good, and in reflection of that, people will be coming and going in our lives in sometimes drastic ways, and other times more subtle.

We have forged through the mystical fire as we have navigated the energies since 2012. We are now the product of that form and we are being asked to do our higher work. 2016 opened the eyes of our inner soul and we saw a vision. In this vision we claimed what is rightfully ours. There was no more room for self pity or the belief of lack of love. We seeded the vision in a powerful way, together in our own solid power. 2017 will ask that we tend to what we have sowed.

The earth will need more protecting. 2016 exposed many injustices. 2017 will require all of us to be more accountable and accurate in our understandings of how the life cycle truly operates on this planet and how we are all responsible for the health and protection of that.

2017 will offer unique insight into digital dimensions and how they are constructed realities for the study of human behavior; as well as the motives, agendas and source of who is doing it.

Major political shifts are in store for 2017 across the globe. The hot vagina rising will bring the alchemical heat needed to restructure the entire infrastructure.

2017 will bring a new level of conscious awareness of the connection between you and the other. A deeper understanding of the value of connection and the areas of the psyche that illuminates. The year of the hot vagina rising will awaken the power of the merging of the divine masculine and the divine feminine. Partners will embrace this in each other and it will manifest as a protective loving force. This force will rise in 2017 to bring a slaying of the imbalance and disharmony.

We leave behind the 2016 endings and we embrace the 2017 beginnings.
We strengthen and grow.
We stop criticizing ourselves and others about how it ‘should’ be.
We quiet the mind of unpure thoughts and clarify our divinity.
We tend to the fire and keep the heat rising.
Welcome 2017 Year of the Hot Vagina.

Hillary Raimo