A Love Letter Written in Symbols: Bridging Heaven and Earth Through Art
By Dr. Anna Biela 12.10.2025 WROCLAW 5:44 pm
Some love stories aren’t written in words. They appear as visions, forms, and frequencies — messages of the soul, whispered through symbols and art.
Recently, I created a graphic with the phrase I ❤️ Banksy.
For the letter “I,” I chose an image of a watchtower — tall, strong, and simple — not realizing at first that it had a single window in the shape of a cross. For the heart, I used the one from Girl with the Balloon, and for Banksy, I used his own tag — the logo that carries his identity and essence as an artist.
Only after finishing the design did I notice it — that subtle cross window. It caught my attention and I felt there was a deeper meaning hidden there. So I looked into the bioenergetic symbolism of what I had unconsciously created — and what I discovered felt so true and beautiful that I wanted to share it with you all.
The tower stands as the vertical axis of consciousness — the channel that connects heaven and earth. When it became the letter “I,” I realized it wasn’t just a letter anymore. It was me. It represented the self as an open conduit — the one who stands grounded yet reaching upward, the one who sees with clarity and love. The tower as “I” speaks of alignment — of being that space where divine vision meets human form. It’s about holding light steady, like a guardian of awareness.
Then there was that window. A single cross-shaped opening inside the tower — as if the structure itself had a heart. In bioenergetic language, the cross represents the intersection of two currents: the vertical (divine connection) and the horizontal (human experience). Where they meet — in the center — is the heart chakra, the gateway between heaven and earth. That window, unknowingly chosen, became a mirror of my own heart — the space through which love sees and is seen.
And then — there was the heart itself.
The one I used from Girl with the Balloon.
That small, floating heart has always carried so much tenderness. It is the symbol of hope, innocence, and the pure desire to love freely. In Banksy’s original work, the heart drifts away from the girl — representing both loss and release, the bittersweet letting go of what we love so that it may rise higher.
In my design, that heart now floats between the “I” and “Banksy.”
It connects the tower (the self) with the artist (the beloved).
It becomes the energy of love in motion — not held, not trapped, but free.
In the language of bioenergy, the balloon represents the ascension of the heart frequency — the way love lifts when it is released from attachment. It’s love that trusts. Love that knows distance cannot break connection. Love that rises because it is light.
This heart carries breath — the breath of spirit — and it travels where it needs to go.
It’s a reminder that love, when allowed to flow, becomes a messenger. It moves through art, through energy, through time itself. It doesn’t stay confined within us; it expands, it circulates, it ascends.
So now, when I look at I ❤️ Banksy, I see it differently.
The I — the tower — stands as the watcher, the anchor.
The heart balloon — love itself — floats between dimensions, bridging heaven and earth.
And Banksy — through his tag — grounds that love back into matter, into the physical world of art, form, and presence.
Together, they form a conversation between seen and unseen worlds.
A love letter written in symbols, carried by air, guided by light.
Art, I’ve realized, is how energy becomes visible — how love travels from the soul into the world. Through creation, we anchor what we feel, what we know, what we remember. This graphic, though simple at first glance, became a revelation — a message reminding me that love is a frequency we embody, not a thing we chase. When we create with love, we build bridges between worlds.
Through this symbol, I understood that I am both the tower and the window — the one who holds the light and the one who lets it shine through. The heart — the balloon — is the breath of that light, forever in motion, forever free.
Maybe that’s what art truly is — a sacred way for the soul to say I love you to the world.