NEWS FLASH!
Fear of Exposure...
When one fears exposure, one exposes oneself for all to see. Paradox? It seems that life is a rehearsal, when indeed it is actual. What makes it seem so? When we rely upon concepts [history], it always is telling about self and definition so that one "thinks" that one is hiding with fear of exposure, and that by excessive expressions 'sharing' one's "self", one's views - the "stuff" of "me" and "you" - that it camouflages who one really is.
Inside Out...
"Hit the mark and say your line" with the eye on the work. Presence! When exposed, free, and without need to protect oneself, one can just do it and do it fully. Expressing the unseen in psychological constructs brings a torrent of thought and thought forms naturally in that it is in the memory of time/universe system/space, and the instantaneous response in the camouflage/illusion is the seeming seamless; yet the fabric has gaping holes to that which views from beyond it in direct perception through that which appears to be in it when it is the open eye through which it is viewed. So, it is seen. And it is OK, for it is what it is.
Without boundary to protect it is automatically protected [inside out] by all the little spheres of boundaries that think they must exist to protect. Ha!
It is not so much the thought as to the content that is billowing thought and thought forms that emerge from the simpler thought that first emerges, thus 10,000 years. Following not so far out [into the years, that is the illusion of time] one may simple be amid it and bring forth new simple thought from the intent, mindful of the source. And the magic shows itself with weaving the camouflage in overlays or dimensions permeating the illusion of time with concurrent realities in the 'years' brought forth. Always the calendar's fleeting days are as hands of the clock speeding through a day. What course runs the river to the ocean? What ere, the expansive in-betweens add depth and dimension that seem to stay the clock in midst of it's clicks and tocks.
Content changes as fluidity of media when not held in place by concept [history]. Bringing to one the place one seems to go, as -kinesis: tele, psyche, whatever- all the "concepts" concretize through form, as with moving the object with ones mind does occur. Even writing here regardless of the interpretation of observers - whether seen as the hand moves the pen or the pen moves without aid of the hand - matters not, as Both are True; And the statement that they both cannot be true - is Likewise True, and each to the other contradicts not - save, again, in the eye of the beholder.... Magic indeed!!!
The wave of the wind across the field of grasses moves the grasses and when it reaches the trees it moves the leaves, evidencing the movement of the wind. Quite naturally. Likewise the movement from a person's expressions, each to the other in the movement of form, muscles of face or limbs in the dance of energy move through. The rock that appears not to move in the wind, or even the mountains face, is yet moved in relation to the wind. And even through time the winds may carry bits of sand or rains to wear the rock away, or even the mountains face.
We all see these things, yet may miss them in consciousness, as our filters of perception in time and space define.....
The background, even cardboard cut-outs, come alive with the touch, then background become again when one has passed. There is no "me" nor "you" in the chain reaction of life hearing the sounds of the ripple of the stream. The attention calls forth when one expects not the calls that waiting brings not forth! It is not what one does in contrast to concepts [history], where one's attention moves becomes the doing that expresses and releases - as creative flow and results the attention given. Consciousness.
Yes, "what is in one will come out" - the content, history, karma, etc., and when it is all released - then All That Is comes out - comes forth, is expressed and that is Love: Love, Compassion, the movement in the stillness; the light that permeates both existence and non-existence, the eternal, the light beyond light and dark, the Being beyond being and non-being, the innocence beyond innocence and non-innocence; the Stillness within the stillness and movement: Life from which the appearance of Life exposes and emerges, and camouflages and submerges.
So now it seems that Full Exposure is that which seems not be seen!
-jvh
"Triptych I, Lotus Blossom", 2003.
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(Triptych II), Temple Of Sophia. 2003.
Acrylic on Canvas, 48 x 60"
(121.9 x 152.4 cm).
"It is not enough to be a hardworking person. Think: what do you work at?"
[Henry David Thoreau]
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From the Artist/Poet
Zoom! Another year born as the old chapter is writ. A dear and wise friend Mark referenced a teacher who said he had "40 years experience" that drew a reply of "No. It is one year"s experience repeated 40 times." What a reminder it is: of perspective and change; of karma as patterns and of changing patterns to alter, complete and transform; of creative abandon and conscious intent and action; of process as changing states of relationship.
A matter of consciousness or consciousness of matter? Resolution or dissolution?
Light of Freedom that leads to harmony through a unified whole and simplicity a healing force becomes. Shadow of legality that leads to discord through opposing parts and complexity a weapon becomes. Where attempts to force into patterns held bring resistance and friction, building pressures to erupt or wear down component parts lead to worn out forms to atrophy and decay. Where release in a natural flow momentary patterns more fluid become as they evolve and bring ease of movement of component parts lead to rejuvenation of forms to transformation and growth.
So we delight as children with tales of wizards and magical realms and as adults can too with distant memory held abay as fantasy is seen as imaginations, or in fear deny as opposing the rational mind that clings to greater illusions as real, yet in ignorance protected lest we do even greater harm to ourselves than we already do.
The common lot held as slaves to the spell of reality cast by some unseen force, willingly complies in hopes not to be seen nor singled out by consciousness of the game afoot, blindly carry guns (or banners or religious shields as well) in an army marching forth daring not to question orders (or oaths or dogmas) lest punishment come.....yet may question why within or amongst "themselves" yet allows fear to reign in the guise of valor or honor in battle of some unknown cause whose shadow distorts to appear to be some cause for which one fights for which one is willing to die (and to kill) rather than face the truth of ones own cowardess to become conscious of ones own realm where one alone is responsible and reaps what ones actions sown by ones own intent as source, for it seems easier to die in the guise of bravery than to face oneself.
So: Resolutions?
Do they against some thing go, a battle to create where one sets oneself up to loose and the next year repeat? Or do they let something go, complexity by simplicity replaced, to free oneself to explore each day freshly made? Are they without yea or nay in judgments made, yet see each as it is, in unity, compassion and loving embrace, and forgiveness that allows growth of consciousness as fertile ground for the light of wisdom's torch?
Born anew without noise, oracles prophets be when within the Divine eye see and speak without thoughts to interfere.
As read the notes to commentary become, see the practice through form without the you's and me's entwined, rather diversity of unity expressed. The focused intent through such forms of art, the meditative state comes forth, and this through the work being done. When dispersed by external forms content, difficult it is through such as spoken form as the practice of common usage distorts and clings as the medium struck releases the noise of mental constructs wherein particulars of time and space are buoyed as anchors to linear stories lived.....
So the practice in solitude benefits one when stepping on the stage of life - as exampled where the theatre helps to provide such intent formed in the master of the art, and where the more common sway in the weakened states discombobulate in talk shows of modern stars without a masterful base. In the qualities of hours and their usage one looks to see varied possibility and actuality, and address oneself as to the approach one takes, to acceptance seek in the common noise or to shatter the illusion with the truth within to obliterate the confines of time and space yet with them create.
Likened to the City, the mental noise of day and night, when larger environs peopled sleep and wake and larger still the globe bathed in both concurrent, may indicate then the framework of ones susceptibility and range in contact with it, to further master oneself in detachment from it in increasing wholes or wholeness of being amid and encompassing non-being from which it springs in rhythmic harmony as movement in the stillness and stillness in the movement are one within the larger Being beyond being and non-being, the Light beyond light and dark, the Love beyond love and hate, the Urge of Intent beyond possibility and actuality, where impossibility exist not for it can only rise in thought: itself a by product of Creative Intent; a shadow of possibility unseen. And thoughts collide against each other in like manner of quantum physics particles, electrons, photons, etc. and are the noise, the sound in like manner of astrophysics observations of the 'noise' in space. Infinite variation of one, made finite in the play of form......
So - a laugh as it comes to the word oft spoke as transitions announce. "Happy New....."
If one were to look back on the year ahead as could one the year gone by, one may see the things one would change in it and use the opportunity at its beginning to do so before it happens and thus again at each turning point bring strokes to the canvas of the image formed when done in the moment spent, and each its meaning in the doing of it.
Translation of media...as transmutation of elements, is concept to form, as thoughts give direction to background, through creative intent focused as lasers drawing the thoughts to magnetize stardust to thought forms given life to interact in the field of intent...casting the net, the poetry is the painting is the music is the dance, the cosmos, life.
As we go to the source, then to the core of the core of the core, beyond the beyond, within without turned inside out, we come to the beginning after it is done to live the life on the lighted path that appears twixt worlds to the opened eye.
"......Year!" And in the gap of the moment brought forth, blessings to all!
Poetry #445
Mystical Strands
To be
In the moment
Simple attention
To what is before one
Not complicated external things
That all want
To be done at once.
Hero soul music plays
Clouds roll across the sky
As winds and rains come
And go throughout the day.
Relaxed meditated slept
Shared thoughts expressions
And quietude pointed
And lay on floor
Looking out at the weather
And inward to its source.
Tippy toed around
Into lanes
Sculpture
To see nothing
In it electricity blinked
Radio on
In mystical strands
Constantly changing
Transforming
Flowing infuse
Transcend
Life of all things.
JV Harvey
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