Innocently
And with children’s joy
They slowly move
With their belongings
In the air.
It is the end of the line,
They think.
What will be the taste
Of empty space
When we are gone?
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352. What will be?
Published December 30, 2023 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth Leave a CommentTags: air, empty, end, gone, innocently, joy
“I”
Published August 24, 2023 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Intuition , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Spiritual , Truth 2 CommentsTags: choice, deeper, fix, I, infinite, intuition, levels, love, pain, skillful means, truth, Zen
In every moment, like when there is an attack of pain that is hard to suffer
Ask myself:
Where is the “I”?
And these days I already see, every time I look, many of my “I”’s
in many levels.
It is even possible to choose a direction and look for all the levels of I
in that direction.
This adds interest.
So now that I see many levels, I can ask:
From which level of I do I want to act now?
Which level do I want to be for this moment?
Which level do I want to choose an action from?
Then this is what I do.
And the next question is:
What action do I want to choose?
And the deeper I go I find that I am more satisfied already
and I do not want to do anything really, because I have everything.
I am good.
I am done.
And the more outward I go, the more I feel that action is required
right now, to fix what is not satisfying yet.
So, instead of fixing the un-fixable
I go deeper
and find that there is nothing to fix.
This is what I do
when the pain attacks.
Now comes a Zen question:
If there is nothing to fix, and everything is good already
what shall I do anyway?
This is an infinite question.
and I think the answer may be:
to play
to be curious
to be loving to express love
to help
to make art
to express the truth for everybody and for nobody.
This is the thing.
This is why it is so difficult to answer a Zen question.
Because you can answer on or from many levels.
This is what they call Skillful Means.
To know what level to answer from.
(They say so , usually, to explain how come they contradict themselves
frequently.)
And what is the better level?
To answer from the same level that the question came from?
From one level up? Two?
There is no good answer.
Maybe to strengthen what is already possible for the one who asks at the moment of asking?
And does not everybody have the same connection as I do to all the levels of I?
Actually, the thing to do is to surrender to intuition.
This is the most surprising and the most beautiful.
343. I can close my eyes
Published February 12, 2022 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual Leave a CommentTags: Chew, dreams, eyes, garden, inviting, lines, warm
In my little garden of dreams I swim I find the red hard to chew But the green invites me The yellows warm me up The grays advise to rest I see the screens That tell of being open and enclosed I see the big lines Building lives and falling But now It's up to me I can close my eyes To have a different thought And where do you think I'll be When they will open?
337. Airborne
Published October 21, 2021 evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual 2 CommentsTags: airborne, disconnect, eartbound, energy, fear, fly, hesitation, lifetime, light, stay, time
The bird wants to fly
On her own
She slowly disconnects
From where she stands
Wanting to fly
Takes its energy
From the sun
And it is light
Hesitation
To leave the earth
Is from the fear
And it is heavy
For many years
It seemed that
She has flown
And stayed
It took a lifetime
To slowly be
More airborne
Than earthbound
One
Lifetime
Which is
No time at all.
329. Magnetic fields of the mind
Published February 19, 2021 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth Leave a CommentTags: ancient, choice, clay, magnetic, mind, thing, trees, truth
The mind creates magnetic fields
Within what do they live?
They live in the truth
The truth is everywhere
And it is the only thing
That cannot be destructed
Therefore
It is not a thing
Trees grow from the earth
They eat the earth and drink water
They soak the sun
They breath the air
Like us
The earth and water are
The sun is
The air is
Products of the ancient mind
And are influenced by my own
Current mind
My mind
Is a traveling choice maker in infinity
Using the old truth
As clay
To be shaped with imagination
Hey
Everything is me!
325. No answer
Published December 21, 2020 evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , Truth 2 CommentsTags: answer'freedom, final, ourselves, questions, what, who, yearn
All the questions that we have
Lead us to one final question
And all the power that our questions have
Comes from leading us to this
The question is: Who am I?
Or what am I?
And there is no answer to this question
Because we are the freedom
To be as we wish
Or as our heart yearns
And it is, in the end,
To be ourselves.
324. My old brother sits in the room of our childhood
Published December 2, 2020 dream , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts Leave a CommentTags: chldhood, infinity, inside, memories, trees
My old brother sits in the room of our childhood
The trees in the yard
Move slightly in the wind
Inside of his body
The clouds, one big one small
Throw a ball between them
A picture that he made one summer
Still hangs
And every step that he took
Upon the reddish earth of the village
Has left a clear imaginary mark
In the infinity that he is.
319. Glimpse
Published October 17, 2020 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth 1 CommentTags: attending, attention, awareness, body, dreamlike, empty, energy, glimpse
I close my eyes
And let the not-body see
My body can be found afloat
among the houses, tables, pencils, thoughts
Emerging from the ground of all
I move between my feelings and my pen
As if I fly
From dream to dream
Myself has turned to air.
I let everything go. My attention goes to where it usually is, which is everything that has to do with seeing. Seeing seems to be the strongest attraction and if you try to feel where you are, when you close your eyes, most probably you’ll find that your attention is somewhere where it feels that seeing happens: Somewhere inside of your head in the front part. The place where thinking happens is maybe also as strong. But this is only a habit. You can move yourself to another place. Or you can shift your inner listening to another mode. You can settle yourself into an energetic attention. This is what I did here. I found myself just attending to the field of awareness.
In the beginning it looks empty. Then you feel that it is alive. Then you start knowing that it is eternal, and you may start knowing more things. In this specific case I started seeing colors. The painting was some expression of that. The reason for seeing colors may have been my expecting this to happen or even just wanting.
And when you find your body, your thoughts and emotions or your experiences, in this context, Then this is what the poem describes. The sense of beauty is inherent in this state.
Your experiences will be unique to you, if you try this. Don’t take this writing as a guidance. My teacher of meditation would say: “Let go of imagining altogether. See what is there already.” What is there is awareness that you can experience. And beyond this there is nothing. That nothing you can’t experience. You just experience that there is nothing. And this nothing is you.
317. Without colors now, with colors now
Published October 10, 2019 evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , letting go , making art , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth 2 CommentsTags: awareness, background, beautiful, cat, change, drawing, eternity, flowing, heart, perception, sky, waves
Things that I drew many times before, appear again in this drawing.
The drawing is dense with shapes, especially on the right half. This drawing asks for colors that will help define the shapes, the background and the background of the background. The first background is the environment. The second is eternity.
What are these things doing together? They are flowing. They come into being and they move on, leaving their place in our awareness for other things to come, with the flow of our thoughts.
When you look at details, you may find that even shapes that seem to block the flow move, together with everything else.
All the things that I love move. They are not now what they were before. Mainly, everything shows to me how everything changes. Like watching a parade, I watch my life passing by. There will always be something to watch. My thoughts will make everything more and more beautiful. The sky will turn into the infinite heart. My home will recline on the back of my cat and both will float as clouds over the land, spotted with things I have not come to know yet. The village of my youth will undulate with little waves, while a simple bug will fly away from the big pine of my youth to its own new perceptions.
Then, when you think of it, only thoughts and perceptions change.
To end, since the drawing begged for colors, I gave them to it.
316. Birds in the blue sky
Published October 7, 2019 healing , Infinite space , Intuition , letting go , making art , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , Truth Leave a CommentTags: animals, birds, curiosity, defying, disaster, drawing, infinity, sky
I thought just now of calling it: birds falling from the sky.
As in many times before, many shapes that I drew, not knowing what I was doing, ended up looking like strange animals. I did not think of any birds and no people were planned.
But now there is a man in the left lower corner, doing something and maybe using a second head to look at the biggest falling bird. Maybe it is falling right on him?
On the right there is a bra hanging from a tree branch.
It seems there is some ground at the bottom. It is not drawn. But several things stand on it. This is why, for me, it feels that an earth must be there.
At the top there is a big bird feeding a young, smaller bird, while in flight, as airplanes sometimes do. maybe there is a cat down on the earth, with some unknown creature standing on its back.
So what is behind what I draw here?
I somewhat like this drawing. I did not add paint to it, to preserve it as it is, in the most alive state, before the power of the colors reduces its strength. Being raw, you can feel the fascination with the shimmering of everything. This is how I see things nowadays.
It is not a perfect drawing. The hanging bra and one little bird, alone in the air, at the top left, break the diagonal flow of everything else. The little bird moves at least. But the bra is defying every tendency in the drawing, by hanging vertically, as if nothing is happening around it.
This is not a happy drawing, though the deep curiosity is here, and curiosity is a happy state. So it is a mixed mood.
I love birds, I love rocks (there are two at the lower right corner), I love cats, I love people, I love the sky. There is nothing in the drawing that I do not love.
Maybe the issue of the drawing is the inconsistencies?
Maybe it is the big event of the central big bird falling and the chaos that it creates?
Of course there are always details in life that continue their natural way of behaving, as if nothing happened, as in all cases when some disaster occurs.
This is it! I have caught the essence of the drawing for me.
How do I know?
When I wrote this it felt right.
So:
Disaster happened.
and nature goes on as if everything is okay.
The sky continues to be wonderful.
Painfully, the recognition is being forced on you: the big disastrous event is only in your eyes. Big as it is, it comes and goes without leaving a mark in infinity.
There is joy everywhere.
The universe with no borders is flowing gracefully and lovingly forever.
Everything happens and nothing happens.
It is like all the little waves that you bump into when swimming in the lake. How many of them will you remember when you are already out of the water, lying on your back on a big towel and watching birds in the blue sky?
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