Art Meets Soul

Maya's Story & the Roots of Collage as Compass™

From clay to collage, from chaos to clarity—this work is decades deep.

Maya Delano wearing an orange blouse, sitting at a counter in a rustic kitchen, holding an orange mug, with an open book in front of her, and various mugs and cups on the counter.

I've always believed that the answers we need are already inside us,

but sometimes, they get buried beneath all the noise. The noise of "shoulds" and "supposed tos," of productivity hacks, polished formulas and well-meaning advice that just doesn’t land. I know the noise because I lived in it for years.

What helped me cut through it wasn’t another list of goals or a five-step program. It was art. Specifically, collage. Hands-on, messy, intuitive, symbolic collage.

Guided by the lineage of my mentor, Coeleen Kiebert,

and shaped by decades of my own lived experience, I started to uncover a process that helped me see clearly again—and help other women do the same.

This work matters to me because I’ve seen it light people up. I’ve watched women walk into a workshop feeling stuck or lost, and walk out with a collage that whispers truth back to them. That moment—when something clicks and you finally feel seen by yourself? That’s everything. That’s why I do this. It’s more than creative play—it’s symbolic self discovery.

Person looking at a table with various colorful magazine pages and photographs, some of which depict nature scenes, workplaces, and art.

How I Work—My Approach

I use a method called Collage as Compass™. It’s part intuitive art, part visual journaling, part symbolic map. Clients create a physical collage that taps into their subconscious and reflects the truth that’s been quietly waiting beneath the surface. Then we decode it together.

There are no worksheets. No formulas. No "expert" advice. Just a glue stick, a sacred space, and a process that reveals what’s been inside you all along.

Whether you join a workshop or book one-on-one Visual Clarity Sessions, the experience is hands-on, emotionally resonant, and deeply grounded. This isn’t therapy—it’s a mirror. It’s not about fixing yourself. It’s about listening to the part of you that already knows the way. I help you cut through the fog, reconnect with your inner compass, and walk forward with clarity that feels true.

At its core, this is symbolic self discovery: a visual, intuitive pathway back to your truth.

Who I Work With

I work with women (and women-identifying folks) who are standing at a crossroads.

You might be navigating a big life transition—a career shift, a divorce, an empty nest, a season of caregiving, or a post-parenting identity pivot. You might just feel that quiet ache of "I don’t know what’s next, but something has to change."

You don’t want another system. You want something real. You’re curious. Maybe a little rebellious. You’ve tried the journals, the therapy, the coaching—but nothing has quite cracked through. You want insight that lives in your bones, not just your brain.

If that’s you, welcome. I can’t wait to meet you!

Collage as Compass workshop group of five women sitting at a table outdoors, smiling and enjoying each other's company on a sunny day.
Woman wearing glasses, a striped knit hat, and headphones, smiling while working on a collage. A cat is resting on a couch in the background, and there are photos and paper cutouts on the table.
Close-up of a Monarch butterfly wing with orange, black, and white patterns.
A person wearing a colorful, patterned long-sleeve shirt is working on a collage or mixed media art project on a table. The table is covered with various photographs, magazine cutouts, and papers, with some images featuring nature scenes, abstract art, and objects. The person is writing or drawing with a blue pen on a piece of paper.

Let’s Connect

If you’re curious about this work …
Start with a Collage as Compass™ workshop, or download the free guide below and explore from there.

If your collage whispers something you can’t ignore, you know where to find me.

Let’s figure this out together.