Holy Icons

Last year in June I had to drive to Schiphol Airport to collect my aunt who came back from a trip to Odessa [Ukraine]. She is part of a group of artists who paint Russian icons and the trip was organised by her teacher, a nun. It was her first time trip on her own and I promised I would pick her up and bring her back home all the way up north. Every week the group meets up to continue painting their icon. The technique that is used is quite an intensive one, and could take weeks of preparation on specially prepared wooden panels.

© Matthias Kabel An Iconostasis

At some point my aunt told me she would love to paint one for me and asked me to think about what I would like to have painted. She had a Madonna with child in mind but somehow it didn’t really make sense… She asked me again in April when I was going through a rough time and while we were on the phone I had this image in my head all of a sudden, a holy person who was slaying a dragon, lots of gold and lots of reds… I had no idea who it was or why I had that image in my head. I told my aunt what I saw and she would try to find it in a book about Russian icons that I gave her in February. I told her I would look online, so I did and guess what I found out…

This is the image that came to me

I was talking about Saint Michaël… I found the above image of him online, the one that I had in mind, the one where he was pictured slaying the dragon… But the most interesting thing is yet to come: I found out what he represents, why he had ‘choosen’ me. Symbolism: Archangel Michaël is the fighter of light par excellence, who succeeds against the darkness of evil forces. In his icons, he holds a balance that weighs people’s deeds on Judgement Day, as well as a sword, with the help of which he defeats Satan and the forces of darkness. Often he is represented defeating a dragon.

Spiritual meaning: we can ask Archangel Michaël to help us control and overcome the negative tendencies that still exist in our being. Anytime we feel overwhelmed by events, or when life situations seem to develop relentlessly, he can help us have a more elevated, more spiritual and wiser view upon our life. His mission is to guide and protect us from injustice and to help us open our beings towards what is eternal and immortal. We can ask him to help us in any situation when we feel overwhelmed or alone and we need help.

So yesterday I received another package from the postman -yes I am spoiled this week!- a beautiful painting from the Archangel Michaël, an icon painted by my aunt on a wooden panel with all shades of red, yellow, blue and gold… She did an amazing job! The original is a Russian icon and the dragon is replaced by Satan. It’s a true work of art and I’m really happy with it. Below you can see what it looks like.

Archangel Michaël painted by my aunt

Mystery Man

I had a dream last night. I was invited to a housewarming of a friend of mine who had moved into some new fancy area. On my way there near the entrance of the building, I ran into an old friend of the family [my friend’s family] that I haven’t had seen for ages. A gentleman, slightly older; he started talking to me and was happy to see me. He said ‘come, there is something I need to show you’ and he held me like he was about to start dancing; holding my hand in his and an arm around my waist. He whispered in my ear ‘I’ve heard of what you’re going through, what you’ve gotten yourself into…’

Then he started dancing with me and we were lifted from the ground, slowly moving in circles. While we were lifted he showed me all the different types of flowers on the balconies of the building, flying through the air moving up and down along the balconies. There was one particular balcony that I liked and I asked him to show it to me again. There were these beautiful wild flowers blooming in white, violet and deep purple colours [bearded iris, loosestrife]. The flowers on each balcony were amazingly beautiful and I felt so safe, comfortable and happy while being in his arms, dancing in the air and looking around, I was laughing and smiling.

We slowly drifted back on the floor again when he said to me in a serious tone of voice: ‘if only I could make you see, make it clear to you… for all those years…’ He didn’t finish his sentence and suddenly started to rattle away about good old times and memories. I could guess what he had tried to tell me and for a few seconds I looked at him as if he had changed into a completely different person. I saw some qualities I had never noticed before and realised he could make me see things in a different perspective, he could make me enjoy the beauty of nature, flowers and probably a lot more…

It all felt so familiar to me and while looking at him -chatting away while he held on to me tightly- I knew everything would be alright again. I just had discovered something really precious, a deja-vu of my future…