1 November 2019
This is a big post, mainly pictures, most of them drawings I did this year … with some story as it arose.
The sketches of endangered creatures in the Amazon rain forest were commissioned last January for a children’s book to raise awareness . However they were not in the style which the author needed; so here they are for an airing.
Doesn’t each creature tell a story of someone you know, or of yourself on this day or that?
Here, he lets go … Instant enlightenment is on call
but it isn’t quite … what the seeker expected to find?
Very slow and steadily he made his way along the Path, feeling every element …
until he could open his heart and fly home …
… to rest upside down in the boundless with his friend.
Now here are some family snaps:
These sketches are from my earlier post with Shakti Rising:
Ramakrishna and Yantras – 2019
I found this on a friend’s bedroom wall when I went on a visit – I had forgotten all about it.
Brave bears …
and a fox at dawn:
Hand mudras – sacred gestures 2019
Arthur Koestler 2019 – an old mentor
Here is a story:
In August this year, we held a wake for Nyousha. She was only 22, the cancer started when she was 17. She wrote in her diary that each day, each moment holds the potential to make a change in the world; her courageous statement of living and loving more intensely through her death. She was a feminist and an activist; she deeply searched her soul. This young Persian artist had to die just as she grew up and opened wide. Her radiance illumined and inspired her loved ones. Nyousha is among us. She is grieved; and yet she is free.
In the Phoenix Community house in North London, I have my art room. The fur of old Kabbalist visionary was removed from my room for the weekend, and replaced with the young girl’s vibrant life for her family and all their friends to come and see; her exhibition, her gallery, her soul. We hung her work also all around the house. About 300 people feasted in the garden and there was music. Afterwards her brother carefully put my infrastructure back where it was. My life made room for one whose adult life only began.
Today writing this post and uploading my portrait of her, I discover it is her birthday: 1 November. In Scorpio’s depth today, Mercury pauses to rest on one foot before re-winding the spiral backward. Hence, I reflect further …
Creative work supports the soul in yet another miracle of reality. In shock and acceptance, the phoenix turns, ascends within and sings the outrageous alchemical moment in the heart and in Sol.
On hearing it’s her birthday, I got out my colours and struck for Nyousha this coin:
Sketch of Nyousha & a climbing stretch – 2019.
Here now are a few sketches of climbers – always an amusing allegory with conditions of pilgrimage, ascension, meeting our Shadow, call it what you will. We help each other:
Self and dropped knee/chimneying …
… and herons, from a small book I just completed, about an artist I met when I was 16 – there are experiential roots of Islamic and Hebrew calligraphy:
My grandfather, copied from a black and white photograph by Richard Poussette Dart which I found in a book at Kettle’s Yard. I was deeply impressed with the way Poussette Dart portrays him as a working mystic.
More of the climbing companions. This oak tree grew out of a sheer gritstone rock face in Yorkshire.
Back home, my Rilke gallery begins to grow!
Lou Salome and Rainer Maria Rilke 2019
And: my journal today. I want to say again (not didactically) that when I am deeply reflective, it appears to me that we humans are within a genetic matrix which is creating a new Aquarian symbiosis. The animal kingdom is under threat of extinction by the present human imbalance. Yet, looking at the countless small initiatives to protect and conserve a species and restore it to its habitat, I see the birth of a kind of care which did not exist when the beasts and birds were our plentiful hunting ground or amusement. Against the ravages still being made against nature, human conscience in her depth strata expands the palette, embracing our shadows with the dawn.
Care and respect for the animals includes “the soft animal of our body” and soul within us, in all its beauty.
For me, Gaia is not the earth-being alone – for we are not separate. Gaia is our conscious human-earth relationship: to care. The breakthrough comes where hope seems to be lost. The condition is unbearably painful before I agree to pause, turn and evolve – individually as collectively. Nothing can prevent the evolutionary cosmos in the DNA. The evolution proceeds at all levels interwoven: spiritual through psychological to the instinctual body and her seasons; the plant, mineral and subatomic universe.
A phoenix rises from the ashes to our call: transfiguration.
As the sun rises over the horizon it throws long sharp shadows across the field. These confront us in our world at present. Pluto’s movement through Capricorn de-constructs old institutions to make room for new birth. Watching life in the cauldron, as hologram, I observe these basic principles time and time again through the chaos. Since 2012 particularly, we are required to embody the ageless wisdom and to get real: our boots on the ground. As the linear convention of time changes its nature, so emerges in both men and women the feminine, the unconditional rejoicing creature within us who flowers and gives birth.
My adventure invites fellow travellers. I am a poet, an artist and a seer. I welcome conversation among the PHILO SOFIA, the lovers of wisdom. See also Aquariel
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PARiS, 3 novembre 19
*HELLO JANE ADAMSART*
I hope that is all right for YOU …
THANK YOU for yours beautiful draws / aquarelles
And very FUNNY your photo with nose on for legs !
SORRY but NOT EASY for me, actually
TO BE + PRESENTE …
in FRENCH = “J’ ai +Ou- décroché !” +Ou- en retrait …
Désolée, mais not easy translate in english …
Because = Cumul OVERDOSE contrariétés (attaques spirituelles injuste harcèlement) (surtout avec certaines nuisances sonores “anorMALiNes”, si j’ose dire ?? !!)
Et également, +Ou- déçue= DiSAPPOiNTED par certain pêché nature humaine (mème avec certaine croyance chrétienne …) (En français = par dérapages injustes offenses / mensonges mauvaise foi / limitation compassion / tendresse …)
BREF ! Dans ma solitude de femme trop seule, injustement reFragilisée par certain harcèlement injustifié,
Si ne suis pas une parfaite sainte, je ne crois pas avoir fait subir à certains, tout ce que j’ai pu endurer, notamment avec harcèlement certaines nuisances sonores (subies à mon plafond, surtout) + certain injuste harcèlement dans divers autres domaines de ma vie privée …
N’étant PAS mon style et mon caractère de HARCELER qui que ce soit … Et JAMAiS harcelé personne, comme je l’ai injustement été …
Apparemment, et puisque je prophétise aussi, spirituellement parlant, ce qui représente et sert ténèbres ENNEMi MALiN, a tenté de me harceler pour me fragiliser et freiner voire stopper certaine amélioration de ma situation et épanouissement de ma véritable nature …
*BONNE CONTiNUATiON et iNSPiRATiON divine pour vos dessins …*
*MERCY / MERCi pour TOUT*
*GOD BLESS YOU*
Bonne journée et merci. Je suis désolé d’entendre ces harcèlements et je vous souhaite le paix de votre veritable nature. Avec mes amities, bien a vous – Jane
beautiful drawings xxgenie
Hello Genie – lovely to hear from you. Are you in London? we must meet up xxx