A painter told me that nobody could draw a tree without in some sort becoming a tree; or draw a child by studying the outlines of its form merely—but, by watching for a time his motions and plays, the painter enters into his nature, and can then draw him at will in every attitude. In a certain state of thought is the common origin of very diverse works. It is the spirit and the fact that is identical. By a deeper apprehension, and not primarily by a painful acquisition of many manual skills, the artist attains the power of awakening other souls to a given activity.
Ralph Waldo Emerson in his 1841 essay History digs into the rich dirt of awareness and finds unity covered under the rubble of separatism. There is unity within our cellular consciousness, and it is bubbling up and expanding our belief structure. The chains of isolation and superiority are rusting, and our egos are being dipped into the flowing stream of wisdom that jars our synapses and restructures our DNA. We are being bombarded by psychic energy that opens channels filled with unique probabilities.
As we travel through our own psychological atmosphere, we discover a self that is transformed by the contours of an interconnected mind. Our antiquated small range of knowing is filled with misconceptions and frivolous rites and rituals that support fear in our self-created religious state. Every event we experience is an epic tale that’s packaged in sideless box of creativity. Every lifetime is contained in all other lifetimes since time has no meaning in the corridors of the psyche. We are all creators in this box, and we become portraits of our beliefs.
We dream and create physical events and experience them in order to give meaning to physical life and all the various probabilities that churn in the consciousness of the soul. Probabilities stimulate the mind with natural inquisitiveness, which creates dream-like episodes that become physical reality. Dreaming is art in the highest form. We all are proficient dreamers and creators of the structured games, which are vividly played in our waking reality.
We constantly produce spontaneous activities that make us unique in the unity of consciousness. The power of awakening other souls is what we all do, even though we harness the self in fear. But, our artistic aptitude is coming to the surface in this age of transformation. We are beginning to understand that a probability is a drop of paint that reinforces the diversity that creates the unity within the physical painting of life.
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2 comments:
Hal,
I like the conjunction of art, consciousness, transformation, awakening, dreaming...
The picture nicely complements your post and your book.
Janet Riehl
Thank you Janet.
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