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Bertrand Russell described love as a condition of 'absolute value', as opposed to 'relative value'.
Love recognizes a state of truth distinct from, and opposite to, the idea that there is a difference between the subject and the object. It is sometimes called pantheism.
Love is reality itself, of which we incorrectly perceive ourselves as an isolated part.
"At the deepest level of our being - the divinity within that we share with all beings - there is no separation between me and you. At any moment it is possible to experience the warmth and openness of a heart connection with any living creature: a lover, a child, a friend, a stranger passing on the street, or even a dog. When we appreciate the beauty of another's being, the heart channel opens and a spark of absolute love passes through us. In this moment of connection we no longer feel so separate or isolated. We delight in sharing the one lovely, tender presence that dwells in the heart of all."
- William Harryman
There's love and then there's Real Love. Small – l – love is like a little stream that will dry up after the rain stops; like a kind of barter, this for that. Real Love is like a mighty spring that gushes up – it is primal, ubiquitous, boundless, inexhaustible… it's funny how we humans can so often be blind to such a Big Thing… hard to talk about, but I know what Love is! To say that "God is Love" is true, insofar as it goes, but these words are empty pale shadows of the direct experience of that simple, human thing we call "love". So huge and yet so small. A light brighter than the Sun (it's been called, "the Sun behind the Sun") yet something as ordinary as putting on your shoes.
What I discovered through the practice of Vipassana meditation (specifically the meditation on Metta, or Universal Love) is that love is something one does. One can love regardless of the object, and in my experience this led to a state of extreme bliss which I believe is referred to as the first jhana. One then feels Love as a force that is all-encompassing and all-powerful, and one's personality is completely dissolved in It – I mean, completely swept away. It's very difficult to describe; a pleasure unimaginable, a light brighter than I would imagine the core of a galaxy to be. And this led to a magical world where literally every thing was alive with meaning. But, at the same time, I'm aware that this enormous experience of mine was nothing more than the direct experience of the simple, natural act of loving another being (and it's quite true that one really can't love one being without simultaneously loving all beings)...
When one Loves, one Loves everyone, literally, and that certainly includes oneself because we are all part of the same Big Thing. The separation of individuals, at a certain level of awareness, ceases to be. It's an illusion. So when you Love, you certainly Love yourself also, because you're part of everyone.
I had lived for 47 years and had, in general, been a kind person who always tried to do the right thing and live by the Golden Rule, but I hadn't actually known what Love was. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that I actually Love everyone! And I had never known this.
Humans are pretty simple, really. They want to love, to be loved, and to pitch in and help one another. That's about all there is to it. There are only two emotions: Love and fear. All of the others are just shades and tints of these two. What we call 'hate' is just one of the flavors of fear.
Love recognizes a state of truth distinct from, and opposite to, the idea that there is a difference between the subject and the object. It is sometimes called pantheism.
Love is reality itself, of which we incorrectly perceive ourselves as an isolated part.
"At the deepest level of our being - the divinity within that we share with all beings - there is no separation between me and you. At any moment it is possible to experience the warmth and openness of a heart connection with any living creature: a lover, a child, a friend, a stranger passing on the street, or even a dog. When we appreciate the beauty of another's being, the heart channel opens and a spark of absolute love passes through us. In this moment of connection we no longer feel so separate or isolated. We delight in sharing the one lovely, tender presence that dwells in the heart of all."
- William Harryman
There's love and then there's Real Love. Small – l – love is like a little stream that will dry up after the rain stops; like a kind of barter, this for that. Real Love is like a mighty spring that gushes up – it is primal, ubiquitous, boundless, inexhaustible… it's funny how we humans can so often be blind to such a Big Thing… hard to talk about, but I know what Love is! To say that "God is Love" is true, insofar as it goes, but these words are empty pale shadows of the direct experience of that simple, human thing we call "love". So huge and yet so small. A light brighter than the Sun (it's been called, "the Sun behind the Sun") yet something as ordinary as putting on your shoes.
What I discovered through the practice of Vipassana meditation (specifically the meditation on Metta, or Universal Love) is that love is something one does. One can love regardless of the object, and in my experience this led to a state of extreme bliss which I believe is referred to as the first jhana. One then feels Love as a force that is all-encompassing and all-powerful, and one's personality is completely dissolved in It – I mean, completely swept away. It's very difficult to describe; a pleasure unimaginable, a light brighter than I would imagine the core of a galaxy to be. And this led to a magical world where literally every thing was alive with meaning. But, at the same time, I'm aware that this enormous experience of mine was nothing more than the direct experience of the simple, natural act of loving another being (and it's quite true that one really can't love one being without simultaneously loving all beings)...
When one Loves, one Loves everyone, literally, and that certainly includes oneself because we are all part of the same Big Thing. The separation of individuals, at a certain level of awareness, ceases to be. It's an illusion. So when you Love, you certainly Love yourself also, because you're part of everyone.
I had lived for 47 years and had, in general, been a kind person who always tried to do the right thing and live by the Golden Rule, but I hadn't actually known what Love was. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that I actually Love everyone! And I had never known this.
Humans are pretty simple, really. They want to love, to be loved, and to pitch in and help one another. That's about all there is to it. There are only two emotions: Love and fear. All of the others are just shades and tints of these two. What we call 'hate' is just one of the flavors of fear.
Why I am a Remodernist
Remodernism is an alternative to the established High Art hegemony, known as Postmodernism.
As an Art Movement, it is somewhat unusual, insofar as it is defined by the artists' intentions, rather than by any formal qualities of the artwork.
Briefly, Remodernists do not think that Modern Art is rubbish, and we do believe that one of the legitimate goals of an artist can be the sincere expression of an authentic personal spirituality.
Spirituality does not equal religion. Religion is about beliefs and following rules. Spirituality is about the search for truth.
Remodernism is an Art movement that can be especially attractive for those who a
The Question of Intentionality, an Investigation
The whole notion of intent is one that fascinates me almost to the point of obsession; when looking at or making artwork I always wonder, what is the artist's intent for this thing that they are making?; what effect, exactly, is it supposed by the artist to have on others?... what effect does making it have on the artist?... and so on.
This question of intentionality is strangely absent from most of what is considered critical thinking about Art. Probably the various Art objects could even be meaningfully classified according to the various intentions and effects, but somehow this is never done.
It can be quite enlightening to try and arriv
The Ocean Series 2008 Calendar
I just got my new, completely redesigned 2008 wall calendar on line. It's an 11" x 17" format, way better than the old 8.5" x 11" model that I've been publishing since 2003.
All 12 months have images from The Ocean Series, plus Transcendental Love poetry with ocean and sky metaphors; the poets included are Rumi, Hafiz, Cheng-tao Ke, Ekai, Isaac of Nineveh, Kabir, William Stafford, and David Whyte.
If you'd like to see it, or buy one, here's the http://www.cafepress.com/oceanseries.168974018
In Spring, hundreds of flowers;
in Autumn, a har
Epitaph for Shibi
Shibi was my cat. Her name means "Yellow Fin Tuna" in Japanese. It's the kind of thing one would see on a sashimi menu. Anyway, she was the best cat there ever was, and she died last friday, which has left me bereft.
How can I begin to describe this little lioness, this ferocious soul, once upon a time, the terror of Central Avenue... words fail me, I weep snot onto my keyboard, I am disconsolate. Farewell, Shibi. You were a contender.
What else can I say about Shibi? Her velvety nose, her papery ears, the way she would kiss me, the way she would look you right in the eye. Her beautiful manners, how she'd sit, silently, at the threshold of
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I enjoyed many things you have said. Good words can be like a fine meal prepared and set before us. Food for the soul, became a cliche for a reason. I believe the way I see my life shapes my life.
I am growing in my experience of love too, but along a different path. If I understand what you've said, that would make no difference to you.
I've been in dA around 4 months. In one of my first journal entries I quoted Bertrand Russell. Paradox is a big part of my art, and my perception of deep truths.
"Unless you assume a God, the question of life's purpose is meaningless."
Interesting thing for Mr. Russell to say, as an atheist. I pick up little phrases and thoughts I like. Have little notebooks of words. Also sketches for handbags and ALL sorts of creations...in little notebooks, scattered.
My quota per day is 1,000 new ideas. aprox.
Hard part is picking a reasonable expectation for what I will create for the world of everyone else. Once I've seen it in my mind, the creation has happened for me.
Anyway, I can't tell you where that quote came from. I'm quoting it second-hand.
I liked many of your metaphors, I think that's what they would be called. The mighty gushing spring of water...compared to the little stream of self apart. Or self drawing only on itself. Wobbly source, at best. "Digging your own cisterns" is what the Bible refers to that as...
That is plenty for me to leave for one comment.
Thank you for deciding to watch me. I'm honored whenever someone decides to that.
I am growing in my experience of love too, but along a different path. If I understand what you've said, that would make no difference to you.
I've been in dA around 4 months. In one of my first journal entries I quoted Bertrand Russell. Paradox is a big part of my art, and my perception of deep truths.
"Unless you assume a God, the question of life's purpose is meaningless."
Interesting thing for Mr. Russell to say, as an atheist. I pick up little phrases and thoughts I like. Have little notebooks of words. Also sketches for handbags and ALL sorts of creations...in little notebooks, scattered.
My quota per day is 1,000 new ideas. aprox.
Hard part is picking a reasonable expectation for what I will create for the world of everyone else. Once I've seen it in my mind, the creation has happened for me.
Anyway, I can't tell you where that quote came from. I'm quoting it second-hand.
I liked many of your metaphors, I think that's what they would be called. The mighty gushing spring of water...compared to the little stream of self apart. Or self drawing only on itself. Wobbly source, at best. "Digging your own cisterns" is what the Bible refers to that as...
That is plenty for me to leave for one comment.
Thank you for deciding to watch me. I'm honored whenever someone decides to that.