The Holy Spirit’s presence is always there. Some days, much like the wind, it may be fierce and urgent… while on other days, it may be light and gentle. You cannot see the wind, but you can feel it – just like the way the Holy Spirit acts in our lives.
It's weird because I understand some people may not see this as art. But for me in my perspective it is, the flow of the dress and her hair makes the picture tell a story. Maybe she's running away from something?
DEVIL In Mesopotamian mythology Mamitu was the (sometimes) goat-headed Goddess of Destiny, who decreed the fate of the new-borns. She was also worshipped as Goddess of the Oath, later a Goddess of Fate and a Judge in the Underworld.