A HIGHERVISION STORY
“In the darkest dark I discovered the brightest light”
HigherVision was inspired in 1991 by my Son Lee, who died in 1986, after a tragic swimming pool accident. The HigherVision name came to me during my time in Santa Fe in New Mexico. The End of the Trail sculpture and story reminded me of the brokenness I felt and no matter how it seemed, it was not the end.
Through our spiritual connections, nature and the infinite light and love, the soul lives on.
Highervision grew from a collection of poems and watercolor artworks, into lithographs and cards. Expressing myself through poetry is a gift I discovered at 11. It was my safe place to express myself freely. It was here I unconsciously shared my pain and the beauty of life. Pain cultivated through any art produces a fuel, an inner energy to grow passion. Passion is a productive tool when you know how to use it… and understand how to direct it. In time, it will reveal your purpose.
The Higher Vision name grew into HigherVision Insight Connections in 2008, HigherVision Productions and HigherVision Insights, HigherVision Stories and Highervision Poetry, etc. There is more to come…
I am inspired by nature to create. It is how I have turned my survival into a coping skill to thrive. I look forward to connecting with you on our journey, as I reveal the light that has moved through me at my darkest. It is a privileged to have been able to experience some awe-inspiring moments. I hope these works of beauty that are given to me support you on your mission to grow, heal and expand in awareness.
In memory of Lee, my son.
When he died, I died along with him,
When he died, he took my life with him,
Within my heart the sadness came,
My life I knew would never be the same,
His life was short, two years no more,
What was life, I could be sure,
For life within me changed its meaning,
My emotions had changed and so had my feelings,
My heart it cried to love again,
To see sunshine to shine again,
A glow of light to shine on me,
Oh, warmth of God please set me free…
I’ve walked along the sandy shores,
My footprints in the sand no more,
My past has washed back to the sea,
I’m walking back not finding me,
Only but a soft imprint, a memory of a distant place…
Now standing here, nowhere to go,
No prints to follow, how do I know?
Which way to travel, which path to take?
Hoping for some stepping stones,
To take me to another place…
I look up to the skies and see,
A new beginning, a new time for me,
The path along the sands I’ve traveled,
Though that’s passed I remember some,
The best of days and sunny ones,
And as I look into the skies,
I see the clouds and birds that fly,
A new formation, the clouds they change,
Our life, it never can stay the same…
As I look at a new formation,
I feel the warmth of a new sensation,
Visions of a new life to be,
Now a new life to set me free,
I’ve searched within my heart inside,
Looking for the dreams that hide,
And within my soul I’ve found the goals,
Towards the sun I see sunshine,
I know new life is finally mine,
For life is filled with so many dreams,
I’ve finally found what life can mean….
Deborah Berry ~ 1992