Beyond Samsara. Lotus Flower.

This is a study about meditation and the feeling of wholeness/nothingness that comes along with it. Completely done with watercolors.

While I was trough meditation, I first focused on bringing all the parts of my body together, I felt my chakras beginning to spin at a same speed all aligned as if they were trying to turn on a light at the top of a huge tower (the chakra at the top of my head). After this happened, I came to notice that I wasn't feeling my body any longer, nevertheless I did feel something that I could recognize as myself, some kind of translucent energy, which later I knew was pure light. 

At the exact time I noticed I WAS that light, I completely stopped thinking and felt like entering into an infinite void at maximum speed, all I could see was colors melting into light... then, when I was back in my rational mind, I remembered that LIGHT is actually all the colors mixed and interacting at levels that the human body can't perceive clearly by looking at it directly. 

This kind of feeling showed me that the word "I" is only something to designate a specific point of view located in a specific point in space/time. It showed me the interconnection and unity of all beings and all that exists. It showed me this material world as a matter of perception. This feeling was marvelous; all fear, worries, deception, selfishness, greed, or any egoic issues were absolutely gone. So I could see life as the freedom to choose how to live, and how to feel... an exciting and emotional ride, pure love. Pure Inspiration or divine creativity.

After this experience I continued to practice painting right after meditation until today, and I'll still be doing it for as long as I'm alive in this strange world. Also I felt the need to put it into paper for sharing an experience that could be common to all human beings. I've seen a lot of artwork that contains this kind of matter and it also truly inspired me. I hope it helps activating the imagination of whoever looks at it and the will to experience what really feels like the true nature of everything.

La Fuente que brota, cuyo flujo jamás cesa.

Lo que se sabe infinito por un segundo, lo será hasta que todos los soles se apaguen.

Aunque nuestra vista, corrupta por nociones incomprendidas, renueve la negación ya extinta.

Aunque nuestros oídos, repletos de sonidos externos, se nieguen a escuchar de nuevo la historia.

Aunque el aire ya no llene los pulmones y ya no se mezcle con el aroma del cuerpo.

Aunque los labios ya no pronuncien las palabras que el corazón grita.

Aunque los dedos se dediquen ahora exclusivamente a hojear libros y revistas.

Y aún cuando todos los soles se apaguen, seguirá existiendo una sola partícula en la que cabremos tú, yo, él, ella y todo lo que nos rodea.

A pesar de que no se trata de ti, ni de mi, ni de ninguna persona.

En esa partícula seremos el segundo de infinidad olvidado en los límites de nuestro aquí.

No estoy; salí a pasear.

Mirar hacia adentro.

Pintura en la pared de mi cuarto 220x140 cm

Video del proceso.

❤

El túnel del tiempo.

En cuyo centro se encuentra la claridad infinita.

Amor de mis amores.

Hice este en una situación muy normal, con un papel poco fino y no cabía en el escáner, pero lo amo de forma especial.

A pillow of winds.

Video del proceso

A cloud of eider down
Draws around me softening the sound
Sleepy time when I lie
With my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And the candle dies.
When night comes down you lock the door
The boot falls to the floor
As darkness falls the waves roll by
The seasons change
The wind is warm.
Now wakes the owl, now sleeps the swan
Behold a dream, the dream is gone
Green fields
A cold rain is falling
Near the golden dawn.
And deep beneath the ground
The early morning sounds and I go down
Sleepy time in my life
With my love by my side
And she's breathing low
And I rise like a bird
In the haze and the first rays touch the sky
And the night winds die.