
I am away – for a day; away from my dog and cats, away from my untidy office, from the phone (though not from my cell) and from all the other distractions that keep me from what Tolle tells me is my primary purpose.
Only, of course, those are not the things that keep me from that space. It is my ego, and its constant squabbling with itself and with life, that keeps me from living fully in each moment. So while I am away, I am trying to give the ego permission to take a break; trying to follow whatever paths present themselves at any given moment.
There was a rainbow I wanted to photograph in the dining room – where I was waiting, with my computer, hoping to hear they’d gotten their internet connection up and running so I could blog. So I ran back to my room, left the computer there, grabbed my camera and ran back to the dining room, only to discover I’d left the memory card in the computer.
Back to my room, get the card, back to the dining room and – surprise, surprise – the rainbow is gone. So I decided to spend some time with what there was, in the room, in that moment, and got the image you see here.
I had come prepared with glue sticks and mat board and scissors and magazines and a guidebook to do some SoulCollage – something I’ve been itching to do for several months now – but the images I’m cutting out are too big for the cards, so I just put them together without glue and stacked them for later – which freed me from the mechanics of production to watch what my choices were telling me. When I woke up in the morning, I realized I could photograph the images against the background of the tabletop on the little desk in my room, so now – though the images are grainy because the light in the room is low – I have my soul collage cards online – there’s a sample posted in today's poem.

And then, in the evening, because the internet was still down, I played for a while with the image above -- and ended up with this one. It feels inspired to me -- and I loved the process that led to it.
Nothing planned, but a lot of presence – and presents. I am reminded again that there must be a reason these two words sound so much alike: surely it’s because there are so many presents in presence…
2 comments:
I love that second image!
What I see in it: ribbons, butterflies, stained-glass effect, a multi-hued suspension bridge, a magnificent robe (this last especially nice).
I won a subscription (via a random drawing, the first time I can remember winning anything) to an online "soul-care" group that is offering soul collage. It really appeals to me, and the person relating how to do it is very good. As I pick up a lot of art show cards, I have quite a bit of material. I'm going to try my hand at it soon.
I leave you for a couple of days and come back to find - SURPRISE! - you and I are both reading Tolle. LOL I give up!
Oh, wait, that's part of my vow...giving way
"Less fight, more surrender.
No leaning, no slouching.
More action, less resistance.
Awake, aware, present."
Huh.
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