Lynnclaire St. Denis

In my 1997 book, The Pattern, I described the Near Death Experience that led to my Purpose which includes my art. During that experience a single turn led to a “wardrobe change”. One minute I had on the beautiful black gown I’d worn to the Kaiser Ball at the Hofburg Palace on New Year’s Eve in Vienna, and the next I was draped in a fabric woven of strands that looked like stardust and glitter sprinkled on spiderwebs. What was remarkable was how it seemed to float and I remember thinking it could only be held up by angel wings. The moment I realised it wasn’t a gown still gives me goosebumps; in an instant I realised what I was seeing was the energy patterns that make me who I am.

It took decades to figure out how to capture the essence of that experience in terms of Music, science and art, my wholly trinity. The diversity that underscores this unity provides a continuous flow of perspective, nurturing serenity and igniting the tenacity that is essential to living my Purpose on purpose. 

Dynamic geometry is my guide, its Song sparking light that fuels the creativity that defines my heart. The ability to hear the inaudible inspires the curiosity, clarity and courage it takes to dare to attempt to visually capture even a drop of its flow.  Art nurtures my body and soul, constantly reminding me that everything is connected. That everyone matters. That everyone counts. Every canvas is a quest for understanding, an opportunity to finger paint until my heart feels joy and my brain is content. Art is how my spirit dances to the Song of Songs, helping me remember the power of gratitude that turns me body and spirit, returning me to Love even when I don’t feel loveable. 

If one drop of paint resonates with you may it open your eyes and heart to the realisation that you are a masterpiece.  

Reclaimation

On January 11, 2020, I kept a decades old promise and visited the Cathedral of St. Denis, located in a suburb of Paris, France. 

St. Denis was the first bishop of Paris, and after being martyred in 250 A.D. he became France's patron saint. The significance is because my family’s surname was originally St. Denis, until an immigration clerk Anglicised it when my paternal grandfather moved to America. Named after a man who died before I was born, Clare St. Denis, my intent was to follow the strands of my DNA and to feel and perhaps retrieve some aspect of self that would inspire me and perhaps, help me understand the matrix we call Mereon.

Tragically, St. Denis is now considered one of the most dangerous cities in France due to humanity’s unwillingness to honour the diversity that’s the heart and soul of genuine unity. The causes behind this fragmentation are found in; municipal mismanagement; 40%+ unemployment; immigrants who are unwilling or unable to culturally integrate; religious extremism; drugs; violent crime; and poverty. Know this made the trip mentally and spiritually challenging, and physically getting there took a determined effort due to a transportation strike that had been paralysing Paris for 11-weeks. 

When we finally arrived tears welled up and short circuited my ability to speak. Approaching the entrance the power of stillness in its dynamic geometry was palpable, taking my breath away before quickly giving it back with new meaning.  Completed in 1144, St. Denis is the first cathedral where all the elements of Gothic architecture are present. Those buried within its walls are unique for they shared an amalgam of faith, well known to have practiced both pagan and Christian beliefs. The burial site of most French kings, a distinct feminine essence is present that made it feel self-evident why this was where all French queens were crowned.  Entering the cathedral if was as if someone turned the volume on the Music that has played in my body and soul for 32 years and 361 days to maximum. As it echoed inside, so too is resonated up and down the Gothic arcs and across the corridors of stone.  Numbers, forms and colours spiralled and fused into a sphere of light and I felt as if stepping into this space things I’d not fully understood suddenly fell into place. Several years ago my brother Case went through a life changing experience and part of his healing was to reclaim our family name.

It was here I realised it was time to do the same, and I decided to sign my art, Lynnclaire St. Denis.

More about my life’s Purpose can be found at belonging.life; mereon.org, mereonsolutions.com, and quantumfrequency.app.