Tonight I whirled. Spinning and spinning and spinning. I was a witness to the whole world as I spun from that one point. That center of gravity that held me and the world. Light came in through my right hand and love came out from left. Like a dust cloud covering me and everything in it’s path with a fine coating of compassion. Tomorrow I will paint my whirling.

(written on 10/21/2011)

Whirling (Watercolor)

October 24th, 2011

Here is the whirling picture that came. It is not quite what I expected, and perhaps is not exactly a “whirling” picture, but I think in many ways it embodies my ideal whirling; a spontaneous whirl that begins slow, complete with a bit of natural wildness.


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