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Where I am is where I'm going
The journey holds the diamonds of thought
The glistening crystals of dreams in fruition
Unforgotten dances of the mind
Beginning they're spinning
Beginning their own paths
Lit up by truth's embrace
Taking me up like wings
Wings that swing me into
A world of dreams
A place where the dancing only rests
Long enough to pick up more momentum
I fly through worlds unbound
I dance into my dreams and they dance back at me
With their crystals of sparkling beauty
So surreal yet embraced by reality
And I find I'm here again
In the beautiful place of purity
where I began
Where it all begins
The beginning
The desired place
Where once I left in search of more reality
More of anything I thought was me
And when the destination comes into view
You'll find it's nothing new
Only what was once forgotten
Now remembered
Now realized
The beginning becomes the destination
The pure sparkling world without any lack
The imagination
That childish
Wildish
Dreamland
In need of nothing
Fruition was always there
At the beginning
In the pure uninhibited mind of a child
My own mind
First of my paintings to have my own poetry painted on it! Exact words listed on this page.
Original Acrylic Painting on 16 x 40 in Level 3 professional grade gallery wrapped canvas.
The sides of the canvas are painted a dark grey, ready to hang or can be framed.
Easily removable hanging wire on back, ready to hang or can be framed.
Sealed with Winsor & Newton Professional grade UV Protectant.
Painted with Winsor & Newton & Liquitex Professional grade Acrylic Paint.
Canvas sealed with Winsor & Newton Professional Grade Modeling Paste.
Without separation we would not understand connection, without seeing ourselves in our humanity we would not understand who we are to The Divine, without going our own way would we choose to follow the path unfolded for us.
I was walking by the river and the thoughts were pouring in and out and flowin’ about. I thought about how children live life to the fullest and how they don’t have to be taught to enjoy being alive and all the wonderful things that entails. I thought about how many adults get lost trying to find a way to enjoy life or at least what they think that looks like.
All along, the path of the adult is to learn how to be a kid again. To get back to the basics of life and enjoy the little things in each moment. To live out each day with a sense of freedom and joy, not thinking twice about taking the desired actions.
Later on that day, I drew a single curved line on the painting concept I had already drawn up in my sketchbook a few weeks earlier. The line connected the river (which originally ran off of the page) to the hands holding the scroll. From the beginning I had planned on turning the river into a galaxy as it ran off the canvas as well as painting the hands as galaxies, so it was simply just waiting for the connection.
That walk by the river also inspired the poem above that was written shortly afterwards, and when I was almost done with the painting, I decided to paint the poem on the scroll as the words to complete the piece. My first painting with poetry on it!
I can not get enough of the thoughts this concept provokes. It has inspired so many new ideas I’ll be painting soon! It reminds me a lot of the Step by Step painting; a life pathway to be interpreted in endless ways.
The galaxy hands can be none other than The Spirit’s, The Unfolder of the future, The Infinite Upholder.
I love to use hands as a symbol of The Greater Hand of Love, I often think of The Hand reaching out to me in my darkest moments to lift me up, a beautiful picture my mother gifted me with.
I have painted this concept many times in my pieces: “The Greater Hand of Love” and “The Fountain of Living Water”.
I also feel so connected and in-tune with my own hands as I use them to do my favorite things, such as painting, it’s easy for me to picture my hands being held by The Hands of The Ultimate Artist as I paint. Emotions I have gleaned from the writings of David in the Psalms where countless times I read “You uphold me with Your Righteous Right Hand.” I wrote first about this here while I was in New Zealand about 3 years ago.
The path leads back to The Hands, it’s as if I walk away from what I truly desire searching frantically with an analytical mind, the adult mind, for who I am, for something to make me understand why I’m here, where I’m going… Only to be led back to my joy, my hope, The Very Presence of Life. Why walk away in the first place? Without separation we would not understand connection.