Transformation

I hope you enjoy this little wave move through you.
Blessings!

"Transformation is the passage of consciousness through matter. Its footprints are etched in the slate of the world as change. "
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I was being painted by Siva. Every line of his glistening body drew my hand gracefully toward it, beckoning me into deep hours. Following each stroke into clarity I became empty and carefully I listened, listened for the little tug on the hand that drew it in and then, I followed. My eyes were bathing in his majesty, fixed upon his mystery, aligning the neural pathways of my mind, clearing stray thoughts until in me and from me his signal emanated. Moved out into the world, transforming it.

It wasn’t until I realized this that I could paint effortlessly. In the beginning I set out to “make” paintings, a creator who could succeed and fail in the act of creation, until one day I saw it the other way around, that the paintings were making me!

I was once having a vision of trees whose roots were tangled in a complex network. It felt like a symbolic key to the coming together of the earth community. I wanted to paint it but could not. One day a year later my friends, who working at the time on a network for communities to share wisdom and trade, showed me a pencil drawing of trees entangled at the roots in a circle. They wanted to use it but the pencil was too light to translate digitally. I was given a fine-tipped sharpie and began to trace the branches and roots whose intricacy held me for many hours. Three hours into the roots I recognized it as the vision I had a year ago. I recognized that the image was drawing me through time and that I was sending this very image to my self in the past.

I had to change my ideas of time, and of doership . Perhaps our unfoldment pulls us toward it, transceived through the DNA antenna. After I let go of being the lonely creator forging my future on the foundation of the past, art and life became effortless. My hand now glides like on an Ouija board, my life is opening, my task one of listening.

Siva whispered. Through long hours of creative meditation what I was creating was at the same time and to the same degree creating me. I experienced creation as a dual process that flows in both directions. There is no subject that isn’t also object. The Author’s writing consumes him, floods the mind. Here words are molded, in sentences sculpted, meaning, knitted on the page is reflected in the electric mirror of the brain. Now, as I read this that flows forth, I am changing.

We are what we eat. The food we eat transformed within the fire of the stomach, builds the cells of the body and transmits on its vibration. Once I ate a mushroom who told me I could be reincarnated as a mushroom in the mycelial network and that as a mushroom, upon being eaten by a human, my consciousness would live on in the brain of that human. Yet here I found I was already a mushroom because by eating it I had already become it!

Transformation, both an act and a state of being, is the transfer of message through matter. Constant communion is happening between the supposed sides, the appearance of duality is a formality through which the dance can exist. In between is an interchange commonly referred to as communication. If we can cease for a moment to hold identification as a body or set of ideas then we can fully experience ourself as this: as the exchange itself.

In nature, if we don’t identify wind as wind and the tops of the trees as filled with leaves, then the rustling that occurs is a voice. The same voice as the sun coming out from beneath the clouds shining on ripples of the lake’s surface water. We are this very voice.

I was just reading about Cymatics, the study of the effects of sound vibrations on the geometric pattering in matter. In particular on how sound technology may be responsible for the formation of crop circles. { if you have more time please read this article: http://psychedelicadventure.blogspot.com/2010/03/crop-circles-cymatics-f... }

You may know of the studies of Dr. Emoto on the effect of song and prayer on water crystals. Since we are made of water, the implications of this are extraordinary. As the producers of sound we also are the conductors of sound, changed by our own utterance. What is a song as it moves through us, patterning this body, that body, all forms which feel its touch, which is in essence everything. Have you ever felt a time when upon having lost a sense of separate self the most beautiful song streamed forth?

What joy in the realization that we don’t have to “do” anything but that by surrendering doership and allowing, we are certainly done by!