This piece was created for an upcoming show related to Tarot Cards where each artist was to choose a card and create something from it. Mine was the Nine of Wands, which (from my recent research) has to do with a transitional period of leaving the past with wounds, and being in a space in that how it is dealt with will determine the future. I could be way off with this interpretation but that was mine. And who is really keeping score. Right? So the following are the words scribed in the painting. If interested to see the show itself, it will be at Modern Eden Gallery in San Francisco with the reception being on March 16th. More details at moderneden.com.
The pain experienced at the end of happiness, will either be an experience that has one begin to drift away from his/her true nature, or will bring him/her that much closer to it. In the pursuit of happiness always giving rise to the manifestation of our desires, do we find happiness and attach to its forms. But in nature's law of constancy where all things change, we tend to suffer at the loss of that which we have attained. This is the experience of birth and death in life itself, in all our relationships with all things to which we place value, attachment. And in the desire to want to feel comfortable, happy do we deny the discomfort, the pain of loss. And this is the reoccurring opportunity of our lives where we can discover the reality of the world more and more, discover our true nature deeper. Awareness. With awareness we see the wholeness of life as it truly is. That birth, death are one in the same. That neither is good, nor bad and in discovering the nature of the mind, recognize these mis-perceptions that distort reality. Denial. And in this space after death, before being re-born into the next manifestation of desire, is it crucial to yield to the pain and remain in this space until conditions are sufficient to leave which is when one is healed. For if not, the pain is repressed into a seed which is planted in the re-birth and blossoms in the next manifestation of desire in the form of suffering and the pursuit of happiness begins to transform from not seeking to be happy for its sake, rather to escape the discomfort of suffering that begins to accumulate. Life becomes a projection from which we get lost and confused in. But when one surrenders to the pain, experiences it just as openly and naturally as one did so with its sibling of joy, happiness does one heal. And when the healing is complete, the conditions allow one to re-enter life in a healthy, wholesome, evolved manner. This is compassion, love at its roots. Love beginning with one's self. And with this, the seeds of happiness blossom wildly in the next birth. And in the completion of this process, with a deeper awareness of the true reality of life, of our true nature does happiness transform into contentment. For in the expansion of this consciousness, does one find the treasure that is not outside of ourselves, rather within. That which is eternal.