Instrument Of Creation: I Am The Water And Its Waves

Creation plays by its own drum, balancing the scales. I am but a speck on my isolated road. There’s the world’s heartbeat, but mine beats differently. I am selfish; is that where I go wrong? 

Art restores my connection. Art reminds me to be humble. Art is my gift of union. When there is art, there is but one collective being. And I am it. And I am nothing. When I swim in art, I drown and am the water and its waves. 

Artist = Instrument Of Creation; Art = Window To God

Today, I want to explore God with you. God through your being. Personal identity collapsing into the unity of life. A bridge to the living. A door to the divine. And creating art as the tool, as the portal. Art as the extended helping hand. 

In a state of flow and deep work, the most fulfilling time is spent. You dive in, are all consumed by your work and you are no more when you create. Creation happens through you. Such states invoke immense joy and pleasure. Such states are most desirable to create things of value in the world. But a select few access these states naturally. Even fewer retain them.

Some use alcohol to induce a free state. Some use sexual energy and power. Others use drugs. Some master a field to the point that instinct takes over, and they train themselves to let the ego go and let God take over. Some fall into meditation through grace and conceive the most divine artifacts. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to cultivate a state of pure being, supreme intensity, full involvement of body and soul, and train oneself to leave the ego at the door? I maintain it is. And not just that. I will unfold with you the how.

Being alive in a sea of death, being the eye of the storm, being the water deep in the sea where all the movements subside is where God resides. The ego cannot enter. One must enter uncloaked, empty their cup, and humbly surrender. One is no more when one is with God. I cannot be with God. But I can be. That is the riddle. The ‘I’ will never exclaim to know. The journey of the ‘I’ is confusion that leads to ultimate surrender. 

The road disappearing before your eyes. The apparent journey of surrendering the past and trauma step by step until there is no journey, no destiny. And that is the destiny. Your work becomes the death of you. Through your work, you heal, and you will end in God. That is the part of the art. To make you commune and be no more.

You can only know life by becoming life itself. You are this, or you are that. Real artists are life itself. Real artists create with God. Real artists, through creating art, remove the residue of the past. Real artists create living art as they come alive through their art. And living art nurtures as it emanates God. Real art is infused by grace, an opportunity that plants seeds in the perceiver of the art as it was conceived alone. As it was conceived alone, such art is consumed alone. 

Such art gives a taste. A direct experience of the state of pure being. And hence that is what I gift you here. I cannot explain in words but I can take you there. Let me. The highest act of an artist is to give direct experience of life to the dead. Make the dead come alive momentarily. 

Once you taste your state of pure being, you know that is you. From that stance, you may embark on a spiritual journey. See, the problem is that when you bathe in bliss and are whole in God, you are that, but the world pokes you into dispersion. Your consciousness projects into the world. Why is that? There are hooks that pull you out of the state of pure being that is your inherent being. These hooks are outer stimuli that mirror your inner state back to you. The world is a mirror of your state of being. Be grateful to these hooks. You may see your trauma and surrender these layers to God. Come conscious, catch emotional responses, and choose otherwise. That is the spiritual journey in a nutshell. You reprogram your nervous system. It takes work, and it’s painful.

The more you free yourself, the more pleasurable your inner experience becomes. You will feel supreme joy, and through that state, you may create beautiful art and show others what it means to heal and come alive. That is the task of the artist. But in this age of death, artists have forgotten their task in the world. Art today is a mirroring of trauma. A resonance of past pain. A poking of some emotional need or want. And art will not change until the artists change. And artists are starting to change right now.

Your art is a mirror of your state of being. As you release layers of past trauma, your art will shine brighter and brighter. The meditation practice of an artist is making art. The spiritual path of art is unbecoming through art. Using art as a divine tool for soul healing. Your work is your salvation, not a perpetuation of past trauma and ingraining of layers of falsehood. Free yourself, and don't reaffirm your prison. Come alive. 

And I will help you. I crafted a community for artists to walk The Spiritual Path Of Art side by side. It’s the most powerful tool I’ve built, and today, you may join for free. Free for a lifetime if you join now. The community will be a paid product soon.

Mission

Artists are dried up, thirsty, and starving as they lost their connection to the divine. They long to be plugged in, reconnect, and cultivate that connection. I am a conduit. I infuse my words with grace through a state of pure being. I plug you in.

Cultivation

Become an instrument of creation through spiritual growth. Spiritual growth is the practice of surrender & release of layers of accumulated past (fabricated protection mechanism in response to trauma: identity structure/ false self) that results in complete alignment with life through uncovering the authentic self, your life's task, and direct experience of God.