This last piece of art I did yesterday
It has me
It speaks to me
I find myself at a beach, a house, black, with whitened shutters, a large front door that was stark white and then I softened it with some creamy white with tints of magnenta on the floor boards.. some figures in black dance at the opening.. they are as large as the opening
They have outgrown the house.. the roof is becoming the wind, the sky, it is dissolving into , becoming nothing, becoming
Something else
Something other than its form of house…
The ocean comes right up to this abode and the waves touch gently
The sky is moving fast with swirls of colors and yet there is an Empty Stillness that abides here
On the right there is some kind of boat perhaps, small, very small in comparison to the house which stands in the center of the painting even tho the sky takes up the majority of the canvass
The focus for me is this house that is dissolving, with the roof’s energy spiraling up into the sky
I no longer fit in the small enclosures I have allowed for myself to feel safe
I am being asked to expand, explore, exhilarate
I am being asked to speak, to start a fresh new path into the mystery
I am ready, as ready as I can be
I hear and feel the call
I am ready to plant new seeds that will harvest large expanses of treasures
Manifest, manifest, manifest
I hear this
I am ready
Ready to play in a bigger way with a voice that is not hiding
With a voice that stands in a new found confidence and maturity
A maturity that speaks aloud and wants to be heard
To be heard and felt, this, this is my voice, this is the way I see and feel and know life
I want you to know me, to understand how it is to live under the same canopy of stars and to see from our unique perspectives
Here is mine! I am ready to show you how life moves through me, how I taste the sky, the land, how my soul is learning and growing and how the empty is calling me