Posts Tagged 'non-physical'

276. A report on my condition

My studio is changing its face. It is the place where my new phase of life will be created. Not finished yet. I did a lot of physical work and felt good with it. Only the nerves in my feet suffered. For days I had very strong pain. But I think there is less of a story in this. I mean, the subconscious does not make a big deal of it.

Even in the midst of the change and the chaos I painted in the living room. But I had three days without painting. Painting is my best way to converse with my non-physical parts. So it was time to talk. Last night I sat at the new, bigger table and my brush dipped itself in the colors. I asked Int (Intuition, the knowing that comes from the nonphysical and does not need thinking) what is going on with me.

Then I painted, to get the answer.

The lines in watercolor were wet. The air was wet and drying was slow. I wanted to use color areas but I had to wait. Every hour nowadays I stop everything and meditate myself to connect with the non physical me. I stay there. I see what I feel. I see what I want. Then I go on with life or so it is called. Other activities and the pain took place and the drawing remained untouched till the morning. When I looked at it in the morning, I saw that it was finished, just as it was. There was no need any more to add anything.

Here is the drawing:

Int's Report

Here is Int’s report about my condition:

  1. The ochre turned dusty with red. (Little pain. Part of the stories of physical life.)
  2. The red that could seem to be harsh and painful reminded instead of strong bright colors on dark backgrounds that I saw in my old drawings earlier. (Excitement, fun, love, adventure.)
  3. And why are there no blocked areas? Because there are no blocked areas in your being. (It is time to sneak out through the spaces between the lines and taste the true essence.)
  4. Green is the repetition of the red. (When you use one different color you want to use it again somewhere in the painting. But here the common element with the redness is the difference of the greenness, which is like the difference of the redness.) (What fun!)
  5. The eyes float disconnected from their caves. (Leaving attachment to the body.)
  6. The most open sections are the heart and the third eye. (Use them as gates.)
  7. There is a person there indeed. He has a shirt with a collar that is plaid. (You. I am talking to you.) (Which, of course is me. In my world there is only me. In your world there is only you. When we meet, you invite me into your world and I invite you into my world. It is much more mysterious and beautiful than we know. When we see through the stories, we discover that you are me and I am you.)
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217. A slight movement of an eyebrow

What is hiding in the forms?

The tilted, hidden story

At first I thought this was going to be a boring drawing with no emotions, no story and nothing happens. As I worked on it, it felt almost like a drawing that came from thinking.

But it didn’t. I find it interesting now. It has a story. The story is whispered. Boiled down to the essence, the story is about real, beautiful, sweet and loving life, hidden in forms. The forms would seem to limit the life, but they can’t. Everything sings. It dances in the air, like the people and cows in paintings by Chagall. It whispers slight differences of colors and shapes. It completes itself as a composition, which is an expression of non-physical relations, involvements and collaborations. It could be called: The hidden joy of inner music.

If it were a person, it would just stand there, well dressed and quiet. But you would notice a very slight movement of an eyebrow and you’ll understand everything.

193. Excited arising

For a few days I did not make many panting in my daily working on myself, as I used to do. It felt that I was doing a lot with each one and needed some space between them.

Excited arising

Excited arising

This is a painting I started very late at night, finished in the morning and wrote about two days later. In between finishing and writing I had a conversation with inner guides, or deeper self, and suddenly realized experientially that the creation of an experience (like, for example, the experience of a friend appearing in front of me) and the experiencing of it are one and the same thing. There is no gap between them. The experiences come out of who-we-are and the experiencing is by that same thing, at the same time. Creating the experience is the experiencing of it.

This may seem meaningless. So what, you’d ask?

It is the realization that we are the infinite. We, as the infinite, create the experience, which is both creating and experiencing. This is how we know ourselves. Every experience reverberates throughout all of what we are.

When I look at this drawing, I see that the moving force in it are the lines in different blues, that build up a movement up and left. It is like an excited arising.

When you make art you dip your brush in the paint and you start making a line on your surface. As you are making the line, you experience the making of the line and its effect on you. So it happens in exactly the same time. Sometimes you change the direction of the line as a result of what comes up in you as you are experiencing it. So it is an activity that is very grounded in the flow of “now.”

And suddenly I know:

I know why it feels so good to make art, and this indeed is true for all the other arts. It is pleasant because being in the flow is becoming one with who we are. And since who-we-are is joyful, loving, curious, peaceful, all these together and more, these are the experiences that we have as we flow. The ideas originate in the non-physical realm, and flow through us to appear in our dream reality. We experience being the creator and experiencing our creation. This is the purpose of life as humans in this dream life.

And this state of flow is also what heals everything that is less than this joy. Healing is making what is not true, true.

Back to the art.

The color areas feel as if they are substances or spaces that have light within them. The light emerges trough the colors. Every one of them is like a little unexpected world, endowed with its own special color. Can you imagine what is inside of them?

They can be things that are “real” like houses, trees, caves, tunnels, but I know that there is no “real”. It is just an experience, created and experienced at the same time.

The end of the discussion about the painting: These color spots don’t really care about being anything. They just enjoy arising excitedly just as the lines in blue.

137. The non-physicality of the earth

The non-physicality of the earth

The non-physicality of the earth

 

The non-physicality of the earth

Is a thought

And a connection without words

The guides would like you to note

The intensity of mountains

Would like you to catch an unfinished cloud

Like a whiff of thought

And pay attention to different parts of the body

But you

Like the ancients in all the deserts

Want to go here

Want to go there.

 


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Entries 1-58 show how I use the method of Intuition Through Art to heal myself from Peripheral Neuropathy.