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Budding Thought
Our personality seems to be
formed more or less by our personal history, every day bringing
new joys and trials that add to the texture of what we call us.
If we believe this claim, we have many reasons and excuses for
why we are the way we are.
The lower two thirds of the
painting is very busy, filled with the thoughts of this personal
history, represented here by two types of figures: sharp triangular
shapes enfolding upon themselves, symbolizing lifes difficulties
(pain, disappointments, etc.); and botanical shapes representing
good experiences, hopes, and desires springing skyward. It would
seem that there is no escape from this recurring pattern of human
experience, but there is a still small voice (conscience) calling
on us to break the cycle. Personal sense rebels, but we must
know the why and wherefore of our identity! On the far left,
one stem that is flat and uninteresting within the shell has
broken through and become full-bodied. This bloom of morning
yellow is beginning to open. Another stands beside it facing
back toward the horizon, and four other dark buds appear to have
broken through the shallow shell. These represent promises not
yet realized.
- From here one might think that
they are free, the skys the limit, but the
sky is crude and painterly - not at all what we desire when we
pray. However, right above the opening yellow bud is a faint
aura. This is what we seek, and it only appeared when the bud
opened. It is not yet disclosed to us what it is or does, but
it is what we want to know. Here is where I stand knowing that
Truth is right here waiting for me to understand . . . and little
by little, I do.
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