uprooted...
I love meeting new people. I love being present with every type of individual and listening to their story. Past, present, future. Much of the art that I create is the result of constant life experience, especially as the result of being with people. So thank you, for the inspiration to all those that I come in contact with. For being who you are at that given moment in time. There is no judgement on this side, only appreciation. These expressions tend to be more or less the commonality that forms as subject matter for a drawing, writing, painting, etc. Just another page added in the exploration of the human condition. Enjoy
Let's look into the nature of ourselves. Let us look at ourselves as if we were an outsider to ourselves, looking at a distance in nonjudgmental observation. Underneath it all, what will we arrive at? Let's look into the nature of our actions, our ambitions, our goals, our relationships with all things. This is not a practice of psycho-analysis. This is not about deconstructing one's self and piecing it all back together. This is simple honesty. In the most basic sense. Will we however have the courage to extend this honesty to ourselves? It is worthwhile to do so for life will bring one back to this place of self confrontation over and over. Its as if we are running from something, yet no matter how far the distance we always end up at that initial starting point. This is the juxtaposition of the inner and outer position of our being. So much of life management is dedicated to external participation. Somehow however, we find ourselves disoriented when life shakes up the external worlds we create. The disorientation is that we don't often know how to deal with the situation internally. We cope, we run, but we don't often deal with that broken world. We move towards recreating the next one. Why not rid the juxtaposition of inner and outer, and harmonize the two? The world seems so backwards in the nature of this juxtaposition of inner and outer, where with the outer will the inner be given life. But the harmony exists in the opposite. From giving life to the inner, does the outer flourish. This is like a seed planted in the earth, growing from the ground up into a blossoming flower. How beautiful when we experience our lives in this way. How when we exist from the heart, we sometimes find ourselves spotlit on a stage receiving standing ovation of encouragement from the universe's applause. We win the prize without manipulating the world we live in. We work in accordance with the world itself. Existing from the heart is relating to the world via that metaphysical aspect of ourselves. A deep trust in basic goodness of the world is placed, and one opens one's self to the possibilities, the mysteries. This is the boundless experience of reality. Yet how we tend to exist from the mind and limit ourselves to the potential of reality in this way. Existing from the mind is like walking on the street and thinking each step before the next. The walk becomes stressful, exhausting, and thoughts often lead to negative foresights of what may exists at the end leading to the point of sitting on the couch to avoid walking at all. What suffering… yet how we tend to live our lives in this manner. Always thinking, doubting, rationalizing, intellectualizing. How much nicer to feel the bottom of the earth under one's feet with each step, and take in the weather of the air depending on the geographical location and time of day. Appreciating life for life. Grateful and aware of life itself. Aware that I have eyes to take in the full spectrum of the world's color wether by nature or manmade, that I have ears to hear the orchestra of sounds whether the complex collaboration of a city or the quite stillness of a rural town. That I have a tongue to taste the ingredients of infinite flavors of desire. Life is beautiful. Life is not made beautiful, in that it was created to meet conditions making it so. No, life is experienced unconditionally, as is. Life is beautiful in that it is experienced as it is with gratitude and awareness. And from the beginning, in our most basic primordial state, I can only imagine how such appreciation was natural. But years went by, and things changed with life experience and the seed that began to grow uprooted somehow reversed like the nature of an ingrown hair. So taking a time out, and giving ourselves space and looking at ourselves as an outsider. Will we see the ambitions, actions, relation towards all things with ourselves as uprooting or downrooting?
