Tuesday, March 15, 2011
365 days of aRt. DAY ONE HUNDRED & FORTY-SEVEN.
she takes away
the breath i breathe
just standing there full of beauty
and beauty gets the best, you see
i surrender
for she consumes me
(canvas text)
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I think that this piece ultimately speaks for itself, but to provoke some introspection I'll leave you with an excerpt taken from THE DANCE:
What if there is no need to change, no need to try to transform yourself into someone who is more compassionate, more present, more loving or wise? How would this affect all the places in your life where you are endlessly trying to be better? What if the task is simply to unfold, to become who you already are in your essential nature -- gentle, compassionate, and capable of living fully and passionately present? How would this affect how you feel when you wake up in the morning? What if who you essentially are right now is all that you are ever going to be? How would this affect how you feel about your future? What if the essence of who you are and always have been is enough? How would this affect how you see and feel about your past? What if the question is not why am I so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do I so infrequently want to be the person I really am? How would this change what you think you have to learn? What if becoming who and what we truly are happens not through striving and trying but by recognizing and receiving the people and places and practices that offer us the warmth of encouragement we need to unfold? How would this shape the choices you make about how to spend today?
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