From turbulence we dive into the deep, riding a current that obliterates, sending us into another world. . .if we survive the upheaval, the surging force of it. Stillness within dynamism. The eye of a storm with many eyes and nothing to see but swirling light all around, a million points of light, all blue like the ocean, grinding to bits all that would obstruct it. Relentless. Constancy only in change, drawing us into the play, so we learn to howl at the moon and poke into the darkness with our blunt sticks.
It was a turbulent week, family crises, changing plans, heavy considerations which required decisions I had little preparation to make. Life. This piece was started weeks ago as a “waters of life” theme, but suddenly I knew how to finish it. Muse Muriel noted that the figure doing the headstand was in the yogic posture which is known to be the most beneficial, the “king of the asanas”. I’m not sure I’m ready to try it myself, but being a firm believer in the magic of art, I expect to get some of the following benefits nevertheless:
If you’re still here with me I noted a couple of synchronicities (in proximate time) with this image:
1. That first benefit of circulation to the brain – the result of my mother’s hospitalization last weekend was that she now has a pacemaker (regulating her heart beat) whose chief benefit for her is improved circulation to the brain (both hers and mine!)
2. The benefit of improvement in quality of sleep – I slept unusually deeply, peacefully, and long on the days before and after this art piece was completed.
Which probably mean that all that hormonal stuff also got straightened out! All of which is to say that when you encounter turbulence in your life, you may either balance on your head in your art journal or do a yogic headstand. Either way you will feel better.