intertwining

a week of Sky (mind), the rising sun

to reflect

or absorb

Here

is the [mirror]

(or the sponge)

through equanimity

practice, practice

of discriminative Wisdom

one will choose

which to Be

‘fulfillment’

[complete

in an instant

of recollection]

i embrace

the Wholeness

of the present

moment,

see inside

morning ritual

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,

a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.

If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things,

this is the best season of your life.

[Ten Thousand Flowers in Spring, by Wu-Men]

dream within a dream

now

i pray

to Jesus

and He holds me

in his Hands

and it snows and is warm

and i bleed

on the moonlight

white and red ribbons

billow in the winds

observe that

lines

mind creates

entire universes

become empty sky

behind the moon …..

God the Mother

Kālī dances. Bloody, sweet, terrifying, true Love.

It is the dance of frenzy and possession. She dances because she is essentially śakti, energy, power, capacity.

Mary dances. She indeed wants the Spirit to come and possess her; nothing else will do.

Her birthing is her dancing. Her dancing is her birthing.

In iconography, Kālī often appears fearsome. However, we have frozen Mary. We have tamed her.

open internal eyes

“I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost... I am helpless.

It isn't my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

*

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don't see it.

I fall in again.

I can't believe I am in the same place.

But, it isn't my fault.

It still takes me a long time to get out.

*

I walk down the same street....

interdependence

relationship

is everywhere

and everywhere

we are shown

ourselves

the other

reveals us

‘new years eve’

there was great thunder

the night father came home

from the first day of treatment

/

there was clear lightning

the night Mother came

and i stroked her hair like she was mine

/

we, the current

or the luminous abyss

the storm, the stillness

/

the sky splits in two:

a teaching

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*

[flash on emptiness

as the breath turns around]

*

i breathe in my own suffering

i breathe out the cool breeze of compassion

*

i breathe in your suffering

i breathe out the cool breeze of compassion

*

i breathe in all of our suffering

i breathe out the cool breeze of compassion

raw impermanence

a series unedited for you, to end the year. it always feels like ripping myself open to share raw images. perhaps it is a good practice sometimes. thank you for supporting my art making this year. my heart dances with deep, deep gratitude. i love you.

a few lives ago

nowhere, everywhere

hymn to the disks

holy fire

/

which moves

the tailbone

/

sun sets

within

/

sacral ocean

/

in the plexus

luminous,

/

He has risen

/

deep

verdure forest

/

in Mother’s chest

/

lapis sky

...