Joules Rain

Joules Rain, Intuitive Artist

I didn’t arrive at this work through technique alone.
I arrived here through life, through loss, through unravelling, through finding my way back to myself when there was nowhere else to go.

My path started early, long before I had words for it. As a teenager, I was drawn to what couldn’t be seen, the energy in a room, the feeling behind people’s words, the quiet knowing that something deeper was always at play. I didn’t understand it then, but I trusted it.

Over time, that connection became part of how I move through the world. Clairaudience, claircognisance, clairsentience, they weren’t things I learned from a book, they were things I recognised within myself.

In my twenties, I followed that pull more consciously. I explored holistic practices, stepping into healing spaces, achieving a diploma in Advanced Reflexology, and developing my path as a Reiki practitioner, later deepening that journey to become a Reiki Master. Alongside this, I moved through spaces of movement, writing, reflection, all while living a very real, very human life alongside it.

But the real shift came in 2018, when my dad passed.

Grief has a way of stripping everything back. What mattered, what didn’t, what was real, and what I knew, but had been avoiding.

That time brought me back to myself in a way nothing else could.

It was through writing that I began to process it all.

At first, I found myself writing about my dad and my experiences of living with him as a teenager. I was also writing poetry, exploring my own emotions, my experiences of love, and the relationships I had moved through. Then, came the letters to people from my past, and to people who were still very much part of my life. Some relationships had ended, others hadn’t, but that didn’t matter. I wasn’t writing to reopen anything, just to say thank you.

Because every connection we experience, no matter where it stands, teaches us something about who we are.

Some of those letters were shared, and I received replies I’ll never forget. Most were kept quietly to myself, but they were never wasted. They were part of something opening.

From there, my writing deepened. I entered non-fiction writing competitions, followed the pull to express what felt true, and in 2020, I won first place in a US writing competition. I also wrote under a pseudonym on Instagram, where my words found their way to people and were recognised there too, including poems that went on to win competitions there.

That was the beginning of trusting my voice.

From there, everything continued to unfold.

From 2019 onwards, I began to step more consciously into my own healing. Through women’s circles, through kundalini, through the exploration of the divine feminine, I started to experience these energies not as ideas, but as something embodied. I found myself held within a beautiful community of women walking similar paths of spiritual growth, self-development, and creative expression. Spaces where I built deep, lasting connections, and came to understand myself in ways I hadn’t before.

And somewhere in that space, my art woke up. 

Not as something I needed to learn,
but as something I remembered.

In 2022, I stepped into Movement is Medicine, joining others in using the body as a place of release, expression, and healing. Through dance, through somatic experiencing, and deeper self-healing practices, allowing emotion to move rather than stay held, another layer of me opened.

The healing was no longer just something I thought about.
It became something I lived.

In early 2023, I began creating my own intuitive interpretations of the Major Arcana. At the time, there was no plan beyond that, just a deep enjoyment in bringing these archetypal energies to life in my own way.

It was through the encouragement of a couple of friends that something shifted. They saw something in my work and kept gently reminding me that it was meant to become more.

And they were right.

Rather than creating a traditional tarot deck, I followed what felt natural to me, merging tarot with intuitive, free-flowing guidance to create what became: Art of Intuitive Alchemy Toracle: The Symbolic Language of Self-Discovery.

A Toracle Deck.
A blend of structure and intuition. Of the known and the felt.
Something that can be used not just to read, but to connect.

Everything I create is intuitive. I don’t sit down with a fixed plan, I listen, I feel, I follow. It’s a conversation between what’s visible and what isn’t. Between me, and something ancient, deeper, instinctive.

Through texture, symbolism, and emotion, I explore the spaces we don’t always have language for...
The in-between.
The unseen.
The felt.

This isn’t just art to look at.

It’s art to recognise yourself in.
To feel something shift, even if you can’t quite explain why.

Every piece I create is part of that ongoing unfolding.
A reflection.
A transmission.
A remembering.

A quiet return, to who we’ve always been.

If you feel drawn to my work, trust that.
You’re not just seeing it, you’re recognising something within yourself.