Showing posts with label painting zen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label painting zen. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Coming Back to Balance

A quiescent mind is a bit of an oxymoron.  One may have the appearance of being in a state of ‘quietness’ or ‘inactivity’ however, the mind keeps firing.   In any new initiative there are moments of doubt.  There will be days when one flies high and days when everything seems to be falling in on you.  Those ‘falling in’ days are a blessing because it affords us the opportunity to sit up and take notice. We take notice of things that make us feel bad and things that make us feel good and we take notice when we experience some measure of fear with both of these perspectives.

There are times when we don’t move forward with the things that make us feel good for many reasons but the common denominator is fear; fear of feeling good, fear of pleasure, and fear of bliss, fear of failure.

The most rewarding things our lives can come with great difficulty or great ease.  How we deal with transformative steps in our life is a choice.   We can chose to step in to the change with trust knowing that life will always provide us with what we need.  Or, we can fight the change and cling to a painful past, thus letting fear overtake trust. 

Transformation is like a mini death.  Any life-changing event is like a mini death.   And when this mini death comes in to your life it can rattle your bones.  Our vision becomes quite clouded at this point.   We may choose avoidance or denial rather than going forward in to the unknown and trusting that there is a better path for us.  A path that can lead to untold bliss and happiness.   We just need to step up and follow it. 

I trust that there is a cosmic rhythm and I resonate with it.  Everything always comes back to ‘balance’. So even when I seem to get out of sync, it will bring me back.  

Life will not always be a waltz, but it will always be in harmony.  

Friday, November 7, 2014

Residue: Beauty in Simple Things

The foil was crumpled and charred with the residue.   I was about to throw it in to the garbage when the simple  beauty of the crumpled mass caught my attention.   Too often, we rush through life and miss the beauty in everything surrounding us.   This moment; this foil; this residue, was satori.

In the Zen Buddhist tradition, satori refers to the experience of kensho.  'Seeing into one's true nature or essence."   Satori to me can also mean seeing into the true essence or nature of  all things.

Residue as Satori Art



Painting Satori

Book of Ashes #1