4. TRANSCENDANCE
Form is form and I am myself! The flight of the Alone, into the Alone.

ABUNDANCE

Here, stripped of thoughts and feelings of separation and beyond the possibility of loss, all life is outrageously rich, sacred and bountiful. One owns everything because one is everything!

CITY OF DREAMS

Venice, the city of dreams: the inspiration for this painting came from Tony and Joyce Zar, who after traveling to Venice, commissioned me to accomplish this vision as a center piece for their beautiful home. It was the largest and most complex painting I have ever attempted.
Tony, Joyce and I were delighted by the results.
And this is what I've been up to the past three months.
If the picture looks blurry, click on it - the enlargement is sharper.

The Way-seeking Mind

Our frantic human life is a continuation of one error after another (the time and space parade). The comedy and tragedy of our lives always seeks a position of advantage from a tight corral of self importance and self protection. The life of total understanding is a total revolution, and is absolutely triumphant now, beyond time and space. The engine of total understanding is the reality of emptiness exploding beyond all sorrow and fear. The self knowing mind that comes out of emptiness is sacred unto Itself. Here no movement is possible except peace and joy. Here, do what you will; everything is perfect.

NOTES TO MYSELF

Before you understand the truth of emptiness you think you must make some special effort to achieve something. This is hitting the cart to make the horse go. The harder we hit the cart the madder we get, because we can’t get anywhere.

NOTES TO MYSELF

If one really knows his or her true self they can do what they want and always be in life’s totality of joy. Here, morality is a joke that a lost soul always inflicts upon itself.

BEAUTIFUL MORNING

A beautiful morning; there is an infinite baby-blue sky below the stretched fingers of shadows trying to hold onto the receding night's secrets. This morning is the movement of meditation...intense, clear and without motive. There is just he Vast Mind giving Itself to an outrageous display of color and form. In the distance a Crow caws, a hummingbird is a hyphen upon the taut guitar string of a telephone wire. Everything is dynamically everything else; there is no sorrow, no separation, no possibility of longing. Without the brain's constant content there is the indestructible energy to be with this Vast Mind, as its totality of life now! We live in a time and space continuum of problems. We live with agonizing choices, but the man or woman whose mind is on fire with light and love never has a problem, problems do not exist in actual reality.