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Showing posts with label Joy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joy. Show all posts

Friday, January 6, 2012

"Where to Look for Joy"

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"Joy"
 30 x 24in on museum quality panel, framed
                                                      $2,260                                                                 




Where to Look for Joy
Does it exist inside or outside  ourselves?
Can we choose it or does it simply overtake us?
Is it in things, experiences, relationships?
Like a good mystery, the answers are there for each of us.
It is the clues we must uncover.
When do we experience joy?
In real laughter?
In breathtaking moments of nature revealed?
The beauty of birth or the experience of true love?
It is, no doubt, unique to each of us.
 The “when” provides some clues, but not the answer.
Who experiences joy?
The youngster or the oldster?
The academically educated or the one educated by life?
The rich and powerful or the poor and powerless?
Or all of the stages between  the aforesaid?
It would appear that everyone does--
Even Victor Frankl,  survivor of the Nazi death camps, spoke of finding joy in the oddest of things---as in hearing the news that the particular camp he had come to was small and therefore had no gas ovens.
So again some clues, but not the answer.
How do we experience joy?
Can we arrange for it to happen?
Can it be timed or measured?
Is there a little joy as compared to a big joy or is there simply JOY?
It would appear that weighing joy is right up there with weighing thoughts---no scale has been created for it---It’s small enough to fit inside us and yet too big to measure.
Clues and more clues, but not the answer.
This last question maybe gives the most clues yet..
What is joy?
 
It is
wordless
 present
 heart bursting
 brimming eyes
 breathless
 laughter
 smiles
 energy
 solo
 group
It is everything we know about good and goodness and light rolled into one undefinable moment
Perhaps with these clues you can begin looking in your own life as to when these moments arise, clues as to where your joy might be found.
For me it is
orchids blooming
Eddie sleeping in the sun
a furry fat cardinal in the middle of winter
the waves on the seashore, Pacific or Atlantic
long hair left on the sink by my daughter, now back home in LA
hot bath for a tired body
remembering my Dad’s voice when he called my name
time taken to sit in stillness
The truth is, joy exists in every crevice and corner of our lives.  
It is  within and without.
We both look for it and at times, 
it overtakes us when we are looking elsewhere:))

 
It comes with us a birth and follows us to our grave.
Be we rich or poor,  better or worse, it will hunt us down--
showing up at the most unexpected moments.
Never to be measured, 
in countless ways 
JOY runs ‘long side us on the trail--
Where to look for joy?
Maybe the clues point  not so much at the “where to” but more the question that Life asks of us
“Where do you look for joy?”
Everywhere, in every situation, in every person, in all that comes to us 
For it is not a question of where is it,
But a choice of  seeing that it is already here.
The painting "Joy" has it scripted in at least two places, one of which is in the out take above. Can you see it:))??





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Sunday, October 23, 2011

"Unbidden Joy" SOLD

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"Unbidden Joy"
8 x 8in oil on museum quality panel
$350


When I take a look at life
so many, if indeed not all
of the best, sweetest, dearest things that I have

found Me.
They are not mine because of my
stressing, fretting, striving, controlling
Or any number of things I have done
To try and shape my life.

It is good to pause and remember
Probably the best gifts we have 
in  life
 Have come to us

 Unbidden









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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

"Random Joy" SOLD

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 "Random Joy"
6 x 6in oil on museum quality panel
$200


Mouth-watering, perfectly ripe blueberries
The first sip of exactly right coffee

An early morning s-t-r-e-t-c-h that goes on and on and on

An abandoned house in Italy, potentially an "Under the Tuscan Sun" fixer upper.

Really good daydreams

Just bits of random joy, spread throughout our days

random joy
What a beautiful thing!






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Sunday, December 19, 2010

"Joy"

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"Joy"
30 x 24in on museum quality panel, framed
$2260

"When you know who you truly are, there is an abiding alive sense of peace. 
 You could call it joy because that's what joy is;
vibrantly alive peace."
                                                                                                                                                             
"Many things in your life matter, but only one thing matters absolutely. ....that is finding the essence of who you are....
You find peace not by rearranging the circumstances of your life, but by realizing who you are at the deepest level."
~E. Tolle


I have truly loved sharing these pieces, one by one, from the original body of work called "Let There Be Love...". Like all the paintings shown before, this too has words of Joy, Hope, and Love scripted in gold on the surface of the painting.
Several of the paintings are available for purchase and you can see the entire collection by clicking here. From now until December 31, 2010 these paintings come with free shipping and an autographed copy of the book, "Let There Be Love...". For those local to my area that don't require shipping, the estimated shipping cost will be deducted from the piece. I am also offering flex pay (3 payments spread out of 3 months) to ensure you get the painting you desire..:))
Also, I did a talk about this body of work --to go to page with video, click here.






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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

"Letter to a Friend"

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Detail of "Joy"
30 x 24 oil on museum quality panel, framed
$2260.

What follows below is a letter I could have written to myself a few years ago.  I did, in fact, pen it--but it was to a dear friend.  Reading back on it, I now see that I was talking to myself as much as to them.  It has been said we teach best what we most need to learn.  I came across it in my files and thought it worth sharing---just in case one other person has felt the same way I have-- that maybe it would help to look at what it means to be an artist...just one more time..:))

Letter to a Friend
You say you know what it takes to succeed. That you keep your eye on the ball. That you stare and do nothing, paralyzed by fear and uncertainty, and are then "surprised" when nothing happens. You say that perhaps the reason is-- you never donned the glove--or perhaps you never even left the house to go to the ball field.

I tell you what is tricky. Knowing how to get anywhere when the life you have chosen is a build as you go, creative blueprint. Yeah, it's like building a home. Some people have the money and a clear idea--they either purchase ready made plans or they hire an architect to do the thinking and planning for them. They are pretty much guaranteed success. The measure perhaps being size and geographical location. But a success on some level.

To me these are the ones who decide "I want to be a nurse, I want to teach school, I want to go into social work". They go to the colleges and universities that offer those courses. All they have to do is show up and take the required courses. They complete it, look in the ads and voila---instant life with career. I am not saying there is not hard work, dedication and passion involved. I am saying that these vocations come with an easy to read set of blueprints. Do this and this and it will equal this. Black and white, plain and simple. Obviously there are varying degrees of measured "success" in these jobs--you may work at a nursing home or you may invent the mechanical heart. But you are guaranteed a measure of success and a measure of acceptance by the world at large because your job is understood and well defined.

Enter the artist. The writer. The film maker. The musician. Whew----makes one break out into a sweat just to start amassing them into one pile. A big nebulous pile of a zillion different ways to do something. The very thing that can bring so much deep passion and joy also carries within in it the heaviest burden of uncertainty. There is no blueprint. There is no formula guaranteeing a degree of success (if our creative heart could settle for a lesser ideal ). We want, we want, we want. And so we begin. Because you have as yet, not achieved a measure of success in creative endeavors, it has become your proof that you are not doing the work--not doing anything but staring at the ball. I am not going to talk you out of where you are for the time, because it is part of it.

But I am doing my best to help you see that folding your dreams up, your hopes up, and placing them in a drawer for life is not the answer. It won't work---ask any creative person if they have ever done it, how did it feel, where did it lead----and they will tell you--the desire to be yourself, for that is what it is-- and that is what you are rejecting because you have not found acceptance in the world as of yet, will never go away.

Right now you are in the all or nothing mode. Either it is all good or all bad. Either you have done everything right or nothing right. Either you work at painting, (writing, music, acting) or you have never done anything toward it in your life. If you think where you have been is tough, you are now realizing how morbidly painful giving up is.

"An artist will paint when the pain of not painting becomes greater than the pain of painting" That's a quote from Art and Fear. YOU think you are a unique loser. That your situation is different , so different than what other creative people face. You think that others are writing and producing rather than sitting and thinking about it. You think you are the only one who has been paralyzed with fear to the point of not getting out of the car to do a walk on acting part. You fear that what you have hoped to be is a myth, a lie, that you have deluded yourself.

The untruth here is this. Thinking that somehow this is not how it works. That if you were really meant to be a painter, a writer, a musician, you would just be chomping at the bits, painting regularly, acting regularly, taking massive action every moment on your dreams. There is what we think it means to be a creative person and lead a creative life and then there is the reality of what it means to be a creative person and lead a creative life. Bringing something into reality from nothing. Some thing from no thing. Second guessing ourselves. Hoping for good things, certain we deserve none of it. Because somehow we feel we haven't earned it. We are not smart as others, weren't born to the right parents, grew up in the wrong place, attended the wrong schools, made poor job decisions, hung out with the wrong people. How skilled and schooled we become on berating ourselves.

And perhaps the hardest part of all---we can go for years with little to no definitive success in terms of money, awards, recognition. Even being recognized by society (family, friends, former classmates, new people we meet) as someone doing something that makes sense seems unrealistic.

It is not easy being an artist, being creative. I am not saying that to sound dramatic. But to balance out our fears that surely we must be the stupidest, laziest , unrealistic person on the planet kind of thinking. Because that is how you feel at times.

The thing is , you don't really have a choice. If you are born with these ideas rattling around inside you, it is something in your DNA, from your source. You may as well be lamenting the color of your eyes. Sure, you can go get colored contacts or wear sunglasses all the time, but guess what---you are still gonna be looking at the world through hazel colored(or blue, or brown or green) eyes.

So maybe, just maybe, you should love, celebrate and enjoy the beautiful, unique, one of a kind artist and gift to the world that you are. Take whatever you have in your hand at the moment and apply yourself. One thing at a time. Allow yourself to dream again and know that it is not only the right thing, but the thing you are meant to do. And I think out of that will come peace and a growing awareness of your rightness in the world. That you are making your way (literally creating your way ) as you go. Each step has its own significance and life at the end of our days, is a long series of steps--our steps. There are no missteps--just your own unique path. Walk in it with joy. Walk in it with love.

"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."

~                                                                                                                           Ralph Waldo Emerson



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