A Living Wish
There is a place where art is born long before it takes form. It does not belong to time, trends, or calendars. It lives in the heart, in its natural state of flow. Heart Flow is not a day. It is not an event. It is a quiet movement — one that happens whenever an artist listens inward before acting outward. This is a wish for life. And a wish for art.
May the hearts of artists across the world remember their shared origin. Different languages, cultures, mediums, and histories — yet one current moving through all of us. The same pulse. The same longing to translate what cannot be spoken. May artists create not to compete, but to connect. Not to impress, but to express. Not from urgency or fear, but from alignment with what is true inside.
May the heart be recognized again as the first studio, the first instrument, the first teacher. Before the brush touches the wall, before the hand shapes the clay, before the voice sings — the heart already knows. This is a wish that sensitivity be honored as intelligence. That intuition be trusted as knowledge. That slowness be valued as depth.
May the hearts of artists unite — not in sameness, but in resonance. Like waves that never collide, only strengthen each other through rhythm. Heart Flow is what happens when creation becomes an act of care. When beauty is allowed to move freely, without justification. When art remembers its oldest purpose: to restore balance, to carry meaning, to heal. This is not something that begins or ends. It is something we return to.
A living wish — that what is carried in the heart may always find its way into the world, gently, honestly, and in flow.
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Dr. Anna Biela
Artist Room by Banksy, Walled Off Hotel
Bethlehem, Holy Land
January 1, 2026 — 18:39
