I am excited to share with you what I think is my most “expressive” Buddha painting.
Buddha Flow is a large 58x58inches (147 x 147 cm) oil on canvas stretched on a deep 3 inches frame. I stretched it myself, using a thick 12 duck canvas, which I later primed with 3 layers of the best Stephenson gesso.
I call this painting the Buddha Flow. Sometimes I also call it The Gate. For me, this is the “Portal to the True Self".
As I am reaching this point in my life, I know that my previous life has ended. I have shed the old skin. The “competition” program is being uninstalled, one of many programs that will leave my system forever. The victim identity inside of me is dying, giving fertile ground for something new and exciting, something truly beautiful.
In total there are 7 parrots in this painting. Some of them sitting on Buddha's eyelids, some are flying around. Number 7, just as number 3, is frequently encoded in my paintings.
I have suffered enough to finally understand that suffering is Grace! I stopped running away from my pain, embracing it instead, which is giving green light for the quantum leap to the higher frequency of consciousness. The supernova explosion releasing the blast of light deep inside my DNA. Transcending my shadows in an unstoppable way, the tsunami of Grace.
Flowers in the sky.
And now I am standing at the threshold of something unknown. Naked and vulnerable, hiding nothing, because I know that nothing can ever be hidden in this intelligent Universe. Every though, every word, every action leaves ripples in the web of creation, and all energy always eventually comes back to its source. I willingly show my wounds, my selfishness, my lust, my anger, my indifference, my guilt and my blame. I humbly offer everything- my desires, my dreams, my talents, and the inborn genius I've once called home.
I've always loved birds. Maybe because I always wanted (and still want to) fly!
An impossibly sounding dream is just a step away. Something magical is about to happen. I've felt it coming for so long- my life was littered by signs of this impending rebirth. This is the Gate. It has been here all along, waiting patiently until I slow down and tame the monkey mind, the nonsense of expectations and the illusion of failure.
Half way through!
It is here and always have been. Where else would it be when Here and Now is all there is? My own treasure that I did not claim. I was just too worried, too busy conquering and becoming and achieving, and too caught up in the idea of myself and the world and what I came to do here. Too busy to see the simple yet breathtaking Beauty and relaxedness of my True Self.
The Self which marks the end of “self” because it shatters the illusion of separation, merging once agian with the holographic mystery of Universe. A little pulsating cell of our loving mother Gaia.
The landing heron, touching the reflection of Buddha's mouth in the water. The serene touch that completed this painting.
Oh my, the Vastness of this Love, so pure and unconditional, oh Mother! The very same Love that you carry in every atom of your being, because it is THE LOVE, underlying frequency of Oneness- patiently waiting for us to remember, to come back home.
I hope this painting brings you peace.
May you find your way out of the shadows.
Much Love on your journey Brothers and Sister!
Thank you for reading and for following me!
So happy with the result! People are sometimes surprised by the size of my artwork when they see it in person. I know that mentioning the dimensions does not quite demonstrate the size as well as seeing a person next to it, so here you go- the painting and the happy guy who delivered it on canvas.
