I paint in various styles from abstract to imaginary landscapes. This page shows a few of my seascapes. You can see more here.
My Experience
the coarseness of this California bedspread
the softness of Pashmina earlobes
the friendly ocean breeze whispering good morning.
the children's screams of discovery
the gargling fountain splashing sounds.
the slamming of hotel doors
the rushing helicopter chopping space.
I see beyond these three walls
far beyond these objects
palm tree paintings and chocolate furniture
melt into Me.
they originate and vibrate in Me.
I am left with an infectious friendliness
pervasive peacefulness
unwound from the thoughts of my mind.

Experiment
Try an experiment. Stop what you're doing right now and listen. Notice all the sounds that you can hear. If you like, write them down in a journal.
What am I hearing right now? I hear a car whooshing down the road. A dog talking about the car whooshing down the road. The furnace fuming. The refrigerator gurgling. The fly buzzing against the window pane. I hear the sounds of my breathing. I notice the subtle sounds of my thoughts. I sense silence underneath it all. I detect a playfulness in the quietness. I laugh. I hear the cosmic hum of the universe. I feel connected to everything and everyone with sweet love.
Being aware of what is going on, both in and around you, has many benefits. It helps connect you to all levels of your being: physically, emotionally, intellectually, spiritually.... This is integrating, balancing and healing. In this state of openness, you are more likely to receive insights and practical information which contribute to making the right choices. Also being aware connects you to the present moment which can be more powerful and blissful than the past or the future. Think of other benefits and write them down in your journal.
Try another experiment. Next time you drive somewhere familiar, have your phone and the radio off. Next time you do a mundane task like washing the dishes, do it in silence. If you are used to a lot of external stimulation, initially you might not like doing this. Be patient and try it for a little while and then reevaluate. If you feel calmer or are sleeping better, consider having more quiet time, especially in the hour before you go to bed.
Feel free to share your thoughts and experiences in the comment section at the bottom of this page.
What Your Friends Are Saying

"Layer upon layer of unfoldment within light. At some point, energy came up from the earth, up through the chakras, which were bathed in light, but each clear chakra was a bubble. The energy rose through them, rendering an inaudible tone for each. The sequence continued––energy from earth, through each chakra, delivering a silent tone. The pace continued to accelerate and then there was just a rush of that energy flowing unobstructed through the chakras and up and out of the top of my head to the environment. The whole internal subtle body was awake with white light, flowing light from earth to heaven. Today, during my Transcendental Meditation program, that white light flow became golden sparkling light, vibrant within itself."
Jim Rocca

Erik Thompson

"Please know, this message comes unassumingly with all humility to The Divine, from The Divine, Herself."
Diane Adele

Mitchell Price
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Love,
Suzanne
We see that it is our self, Consciousness, which takes the shape of the seeing to become the visual world, that takes the shape of hearing to become a sound, that takes the shape of tasting to become a taste, that takes the shape of smelling to become a smell and that takes the shape of touching to become a texture.
And yet in doing so it never becomes anything other anything than itself.
Rupert Spira
Hello! Apologies that I don’t have web references for these quotes, I have been collecting them on file cards and in my diary for years :-)) The following three are among my favourites describing the aliveness inherent in staying with our experience, moment by moment. Bliss!
With love from Juliana (in Tasmania, Australia)
‘When effort is needed, effort will appear.
When effortlessness becomes essential,
it will assert itself.
You need not push life about.
Just flow with it and give yourself completely
To the task of the present moment.’ Sri Nisargadata
‘This is the first, the wildest and the wisest thing I know:
That the soul exists and is built entirely out of attentiveness.’ Mary Oliver
‘I was passionate, filled with longing
I searched far and wide
But the day that the truthful one found me
I was at home.’ Lal Ded (1320-1392 Kashmiri mystic poet)
“There is a loneliness arising in me that is so naked and so profound that I cannot even begin to give voice to it. Emptiness so vast, it cannot be contained. There is a longing so intense that no earthly love can satisfy it.
This type of love no longer satisfies me. I see that it is filled with hopes and expectations; with sourness and sweetness in equal measure. Yet the love I feel for you has no sourness. It has no end, no beginning.
I wish to bathe in you. I wish to breathe you. I wish to embrace your essence and speak without words. I am in dire need of your grace, your benevolence. Your profundity.
A deepening is occurring within me and it is so painful beloved. It casts out all illusions and leaves me with nothing.
I can no longer relate to the world in the old ways and yet I have not yet found a way to remain in you, remain with you.
I can only have brief tastes of your exquisiteness that leave me ruined for everything that is not you."
This is an excerpt from my prose poem “Letter to the Beloved.” There’s no direct link to it as I wrote it myself.
If i could give you anything. Song by Kirtana. With love
Is there something I can offer you
As a token of my gratitude
Every gesture seems so small
Still I’d like to try
I could bring you flowers
Flowers would be sweet
I could find your favorite kind
And lay them at your feet
But flowers fade and die . . .
I would rather be the ground
In which a flower’s grown
Through which your feet must pass
From which all seeds are sown
If I could give you anything
I would be the ground
Is there some place that you’d like to see
Some corner of the galaxy
Name it and I’ll take you there
For I have learned to fly
I could show you azure skies
Or multi-colored orbs of light
Glittering before your eyes
Like jewels in the night:
And they would make you sigh
But I would rather be the space
In which our lives are hung
The silent, unseen thread
Through which these stars are strung
If I could take you anywhere
I would be the sky
If I could only find a way
To tell you what my heart would say
I could finally sing this love
And it would make you cry
But I have never found the words
That can speak this grace
That is why I must rely
On a gestureless embrace
Even so I try
But I would rather be the love
From which attempts arise
The origin of poetry
And of these tears that flood my eyes
If I could tell you anything
I would be the love
If I could give you anything
If I could take you anywhere
I would be the ground
I would be the sky
I would be the love
I am the ground
I am the sky
I am the love
I hope you don’t mind a poem – I am not concerned about the contest, I would just like you to have this. You have helped a very dear and precious friend of mine, and I don’t quite know how to say thank you. So, maybe these few words of gratitude which I expressed in this simple poem, might bring you some joy. Simple words, from a simple man, to a very special lady. With all gratitude for all you do.
PUJA
in humble reverence, I start to speak
and find my words flow soft and sweet
as tears do come, mine eyes to fill
sweet drops of love and gratitude
whie deep within this heart of mine
a flame eternal, lights and shines
to fill this world and every corner
with love sublime, with Love Divine
and still I speak, in Silence standing
not knowing how my words do fall
but words do come, in sweet surrender
with fruit and flowers, I offer all
with fruit and flowers, my head doth bow
on folded knees no longer standing
falling deep within His Love
and guided by Effulgence beaming
within my heart His Love parades
upon this altar, God hath made
where simple gestures rest – complete
and lay these petals at His Feet
and lay these petals at His Feet. . .