machine-mind (programmed for conclusions and certitude) asks:
how can you prove oneness, wholeness, nonduality?
fully defragged matrix-mind replies:
simply by failing to find proof of separation
[your ultimate and assured defeat in this quest
cancels all the questions
and leaves you blinking
O M G
O N L Y
T H I S !
Painting by Kazuaki Tanahashi, at ‘the awakened eye’
Many folk express the longing to be able to draw or paint some-thing. They long to faithfully render a beloved face, or a favorite object, or the marvel of a landscape. Or, with the plethora of photographic devices now available, they eagerly capture moments both miraculous and mundane.
Might this have something to do with our innate longing for seamless intimacy with that apparent object or experience, with longing to know it, to be it, on the other side of conceptualization, categorizing, labeling?
nothing that can be contained, it flows and ebbs;
calls itself perception or consciousness or awareness
or life or grace or destiny or God
the ‘ten thousand things’ are its toys –
its appearances rising and falling
wherever It casts its sensory antennae
is it not the ultimate
the rain continues its benediction:
perfume of parched earth receiving lifeblood
chorale of baptized birds fluffing in gratitude
palms in pranam
soft gentling pattering music that somehow blends
with the singing silver silence
flowing through mindspace,
smoothing and soothing
my breath flows
and I reach for the brush…
rainbreath – breathscribe series
light-reflective acrylic on textured canvas
In the studio art works are happening. As always, they mirror the ‘processes’ happening in the larger lifescape.
Several works begun in the last 10 years of almost constant travel and packed away unfinished have been brought to completion. They crawled out of their packaging and spoke up.
The midwife was ready. She had no plans, no designs, no goals. She just listened carefully. Felt the pulse, noticed the vital signs … danced the dance that has no known movements or music …
This natural, unschooled way of working unfolds the artisan’s pathless path.