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The Canvas of Life
Recently, I was given a gift to attend a two-day workshop with a master painter, Jeffrey T. Larson, who paints in a realistic style. He started out by instructing us to “first hit the precise high and low notes”, match colors with the strongest or weakest elements in the image, then work the gradients in between. This breaks down the painting into pixels making it less likely to get lost in the small details to begin with. The discussion he presented also flowed along with his understanding...
Council of Being
Here is an expression called "Council of Being", about knowing within and without and neither within nor without in a dynamic and moving way. The light in the center of the void has a pull and curious illumination. The black and white coloring represents the dualistic universe of expression we often live with. The monochromatic nature of this picture made the piece especially meditative because there was little color selection, making the process continuous as I worked my way around a spiral....
Some Things Seem Like Nothing
The other day I opened a book from the neighborhood library, which I frequent, and it said: “The atomic proposal that the most energy arises from the smallest bit of substance was a logical offense, but quantum physics held even bigger offenses in store. Truly big energy, the evidence from quantum mechanics suggested, comes not from matter at all, but from empty spaces between the particles of matter. Break up an atom, our littlest item, and we get our biggest bang (to date). But within the...
Let Presence Be
Let me find willingness in unwillingness Let me find happiness in unhappiness Let me know clarity in confusion Let me feel peace in frustration Let me see no one in seeing someone Let me find serenity in being overwhelmed Let me absorb pain in releasing suffering Let me accept change in the field of unwavering truth Let me be me within the expectations of others Let me feel free within the roles that I play Let the fabric of life be a pattern of playfulness Let learning unfold with ease and...
If I Could Paint a Picture
If I could paint a picture I would paint it – Instead of sitting here and seeing all the different ways to paint it. If I could paint a picture I would paint a picture of my 9th grade art teacher sharing how everything is art and calling me a “Smart Ass” when I handed her a white canvas. If I could paint a picture you would see a sister saying to me that I am not an artist because no one buys my pictures. If I could paint a canvas it would involve a flash animation of infinite variation, with...
How Big Is Your Community?
When I found Alanon, it became my whole life, going to meetings and working the steps became second nature to me. It included a way of being and operating in life that made sense, was moral, and allowed for all things to be included in it. So, my whole world was Alanon, then whatever happened, happened in Alanon. What I see happening with others around me is that they see “their” world. What “they” have to do, what “their” family is like, and what “they” think, and then they try to squeeze...
The Edge
Expose your wounds, gashes and craters to the elements. Bathe in the frozen snow, and scratch against the ice with your swollen hands and feet. See those bubbles of exasperating sighs burst within your tense conflicting muscles. Try and hold that repetitive pattern of survival, and hope, and longing, as your fingers leave the edge, with not a fall from grace, but into that dumb luck of finding what you only thought you never knew.
Strumming
by Constance Casey 12-23-2009 Left side of the neck and throat area plays some intense rhythm, strumming down the ear, in and around the tonsils then deep base strings in the heart area, clenching with grief, sublime openness, and tension releasing through vibrating sensations of pulling, stretching. inner re-organization...of dreams -- what sings this? whatever - willing - being with "selfing" brings along undoing, being with unknowing each day brings less and less of any "me" look inside and...
Relinquishment
By Constance Casey 11-12-09 Cleaning, moving, smoothly, mindfully. All is expression Keep it simple Less is more Less to remember is best Less to do is best Fewer places to go is best Needing less is best Smooth flowing relinquishment Then all flow Focus on being, let mind be Big thoughts are trouble Little hidden thoughts need air Big thoughts clamor for attention Little thoughts get none Big thoughts eat up little thoughts Little thoughts hide Big thoughts have big disguises Little thoughts...
Care for Karma
While walking with a friend yesterday, she asked me if I believe in karma. I immediately replied, “Yes”. And I knew that it wasn’t a belief, it’s a presence or knowing within that in each moment there are new births taking place, and I need to be aware of the degree of wholesomeness or unwholesomeness, the leaning in or away with intention. My personality generally prefers to stay in the background and operate independently. In fact, it was probably this aloneness that brought me in and...
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