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This is a painting of a feeling from my internal space. An experience brought from mediation. This experience has made somethings I've experienced make sense. It gave me hope. It gave me regret.

I came to a place where there was a hall with doors on either side of me. I "heard" an internal voice that told me to walk down the hall. As I walked down images of life and death. Things that grew and rotted. The daisy was the most prominent of this imagery. I found myself a skeleton. I could "feel" my bones. Such as an a awareness of them that I was flesh and bone in 2 separate places that overlapped at the point of I. I could feel my heart and my brain were there with me. I took my heart in my hands. I could imagine it's warmth and beat as I held it close to me. Then I held out my arms and offered it to the stars. From my heart little blue butterflies began to form and fly away till they formed a large cloud and my hands were left empty. I spent a little over a day in this state of "awareness". When I woke up the next day I found myself in a different place. I met a being whom a couple of my butterflies had reached and we gave them a message to carry. A message for me wherever they may find me. After this I have realized I've received that message and many others. Warnings I never listened to, a voice in my head I thought of as an asshole, pleas I didn't feel was my place to fulfill. I can only hope there are other places where the messages had been heeded and I regret that I did not.

I'd like to say now that I am not a religious person. Yet I have my own ever evolving fluid ideas of the greater picture of things and I'm aware believing something does not make it the truth. This was a mental experience and is as real as our thoughts are.

Words that have "" around them are inaccurate to the actual experience of things, but I have no better words to use.

Acrylic paint on canvas

Description

This is a painting of a feeling from my internal space. An experience brought from mediation. This experience has made somethings I've experienced make sense. It gave me hope. It gave me regret.

I came to a place where there was a hall with doors on either side of me. I "heard" an internal voice that told me to walk down the hall. As I walked down images of life and death. Things that grew and rotted. The daisy was the most prominent of this imagery. I found myself a skeleton. I could "feel" my bones. Such as an a awareness of them that I was flesh and bone in 2 separate places that overlapped at the point of I. I could feel my heart and my brain were there with me. I took my heart in my hands. I could imagine it's warmth and beat as I held it close to me. Then I held out my arms and offered it to the stars. From my heart little blue butterflies began to form and fly away till they formed a large cloud and my hands were left empty. I spent a little over a day in this state of "awareness". When I woke up the next day I found myself in a different place. I met a being whom a couple of my butterflies had reached and we gave them a message to carry. A message for me wherever they may find me. After this I have realized I've received that message and many others. Warnings I never listened to, a voice in my head I thought of as an asshole, pleas I didn't feel was my place to fulfill. I can only hope there are other places where the messages had been heeded and I regret that I did not.

I'd like to say now that I am not a religious person. Yet I have my own ever evolving fluid ideas of the greater picture of things and I'm aware believing something does not make it the truth. This was a mental experience and is as real as our thoughts are.

Words that have "" around them are inaccurate to the actual experience of things, but I have no better words to use.

Acrylic paint on canvas