Surrendering is Key


Surrender by Lidia Kenig-Scher (c)
Surrender by Lidia Kenig-Scher (c)

Heavy snow blanketed the area where I live when I started this painting. White clumps sat heavily on tree branches and coated everything in sight. The hush that fell over the land made it easy to fall into deep meditation.

Seeing Peace; the painting that depicts the quiet time at the beginning of Spring was within sight. I chuckled at the moment’s perfection;  the calm of a deep freeze now would create space for what might unfold after the snow melted.

I unwrapped a 30” x 40” canvas as if it were the snow where I could play. After a few hours, I stepped back to notice that albeit hesitantly, I seemed to be yearning to get close to the Light.

Fast strokes of Phthalocyanine Blue acrylic paint were brushed toward a center, as if someone (me?) had scratched herself out of a beautiful cave to face the bright morning sun. Wow!

In my next meditation, I played with entering the warmth and opted for giving my fears away to the fiery glow. The cave was protective and filled with healing vibrations, yet I wanted to understand at the physical level, what inviting the light felt like.

The yellow spiral intrigued me. Did I have to merge with it? Yes, let it rip!

Not so fast…

Creating is a natural spiritual power we all enjoy. It has taught me that we can’t force anything, for if we do; we become depleted. Nature has its own timing and we are part of this principle.  Surrendering provides a flow for what needs to be created.

We are all creating something important with every thought and every action we take. These are the seeds we harvest sooner or later and that if we care to dig deep, will help us ascertain if what sprouts is aligned with Divine Light and therefore significant for the spiritual awakening of our planet, or guided by ego-based beliefs.

This process occurs inside our “cave” and it shows up when we look out and reflect on our interactions with others and in the life situations we face. Do we see the bright sunshine of helpfulness, kindness, love, joy and ease, or are we witnessing the menacing clouds of discord, dirt, lies and disappointment?

Everything we encounter is part of our path to align with our true selves; our Divine Light.

And we can’t strive for it; we need to allow it. Striving implies lack while allowing means flow, release and surrender freeing us to participate in the greater flow. It is the delicate dance between doing and being. Being is grounded in presence, gratefulness, stillness and wonder. The “doing” guided by these attributes transforms us into a magnet for manifesting spiritual joy and the gift it brings: love and abundance at all levels, peace and harmony.

When I next entered the studio I was ready to cultivate the qualities I sought to experience externally.

A human shape appeared, coated in flat Unbleached Titanium acrylic paint, looking deeply and curling up around the Light. She seems ready to disrobe and release all society-created mental concepts, as seen in the red fingernail at the bottom. She lets her hair out and surrenders…

When I later contemplated the finished painting above, it felt that by letting go, the light was now inside me. I experienced its warmth and brilliance and was willingly and gently sucked in.

I peered and thought that Spirit’s Light was at the other end…But no, there was no end. Skies upon skies opened up and an infinite sun emitted waves of Love.

In surrendering I became whole being light and reflecting it.

Surrender is a beautiful painting to install anywhere. It will suffuse the space with divine light and it may cause you to easily allow for the next cycle of growth in your spiritual evolution to unfold. At the very least, it will invite you to dance around with joy and peace, thus creating an enormous amount of light. Original or blessed prints are available by clicking on Surrender.

A Storm of Divine Light


A Storm of Divine Light by Lidia Kenig (c) 2018
A Storm of Divine Light by Lidia Kenig (c) 2018

When I first heard that physical pain was an opportunity to bring about awareness and heal a part of my life’s journey, I thought… great, bring it on!

When it was suggested that the pain may go away when I acknowledged the lesson and embraced its role in helping me be whole, I said…that’s easy. I meditate regularly, I fix it!

When I understood that what came up for healing, was a chapter of my life I already deemed “complete”; I was not surprised!

When I experienced sustained and debilitating pain, I acknowledged that embracing and integrating the spiritual lesson may take longer and it may require reviewing the prior layer.

When I considered that seeking relief from the outside may be a band-aid, I realized that it could offer the temporary space I needed for clarity.

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Sitting in front of my Door Protector, I pondered on the intention I put forth for this year: to experience Divine Light.

I chanted the mantra and then spent time embellishing prints I had sold over the holidays. I went to acupuncture, reflexology and chiropractic and I stretched my sore right heel while tapping.

I had known for quite a while that my symptoms were those of Plantar Fasciitis but I chose to ignore them. I suspected the emotional connection and ignored that too.

Now I could no longer do so.

The fibrous tissue that connects the heel bone to the toes and supports the arch of the foot is a ligament called fascia. It is the feet’s “shock absorber” that holds all the parts together and keeps them strong and functioning optimally. If we strain our plantar fascia, this ligament gets weak, swollen and inflamed, causing the heel or the bottom of the foot to hurt when standing or walking.

Michael J. Lincoln Ph.D., a pioneer in the field of healing emotional wounds by integrating behavioral and psychoanalytic approaches has done extensive research on the role of emotions in physical trauma. In his seminal book, Messages from the Body, Dr Lincoln describes life situations that correlate with the symptomatology of Plantar Fasciitis.

 For example, when we become the shock absorber for anybody else’s pain, or when we feel responsible for keeping things together at home or at work, we are often tired, burdened and our calves’ muscles contract. When we don’t feel supported or valued, or when we feel frustrated and stuck in a relationship or life situation; the ligament in the feet, the mechanism that supports us gets tight, causing tiny tears that lead to pain and swelling.

“The emotional component of plantar fasciitis in the right foot involves having deep conflicts over how to get support, as well as concerns about relationships and commitment. For the left foot, it’s about being handicapped with vulnerability issues, unwilling to receive support, and refusing to allow others to be caretakers”, says RN and Guided Imagery Practitioner, Maureen Minnehan Jones.

I knew that I long experienced frustration and alienation with some very important relationships. I often feel stuck so I push the pain of helplessness deep inside where it burrows and seethes. Thus I had no trouble seeing that my feet, which in Feng Shui knowledge correspond to the energy of family and ancestry, were offering me a chance to revisit how I think about my role in these liaisons and change my mind pattern to one that allows for receiving support, assistance and encouragement from all kinds of people and situations, including self-love and forgiveness.

What better way to start changing these particular malfunctioning mind patterns than experiencing Divine Light?

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Last weekend I entered the studio for the first time since I slipped on black ice and sustained a concussion in late December. I meditated, I chanted, I cleaned surfaces, vacuumed the floor and organized materials and then, I unwrapped a new canvas.

Surrendering to the pristine surface, I consciously invited Divine Light to fully enter it as if this was the Earth and asked that this light weave its brilliance and energy into my whole being. I willingly became light’s living vessel and the images appeared easily and joyfully.

A storm was raging outdoors and in my studio; a huge transformation was taking place. I felt strong, grounded, peaceful and loved, as if the soul of the earth had taken hold of my heart.

It had and there it merged with Heaven’s light.

The next day I painted for 8 more hours without pain.

How could I not when I was amidst A Storm of Divine Light?

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I still have more mind-shifting to do, but I am in the game and I am patiently moving. While I do my exercises, radiance flows into me and it fills me with joy and love. Panting itself is a very loving practice. When I am creating there is no pain and no thinking. In the studio I feel profoundly loved and cared for. What I also enjoy, is that when I meditate with it afterwards, the art provides me with tools to see a life situation anew and suggests ways to move through the lesson in a positive and life affirming manner.

The art is conceived in love and henceforth it broadcasts love. Those who own my artworks confirm this assertion.

A Storm of Divine Light depicts joyous love and emits this powerful vibration. It will thus touch lives and effect meaningful changes wherever it hangs.

Here you can purchase A Storm of Divine Light and experience it firsthand.

 

I Can Walk on Stormy Seas


I Can Walk on Stormy Seas by Lidia Kenig-Scher
I Can Walk on Stormy Seas by Lidia Kenig-Scher

I accepted this commission with much excitement from a client who had added a room in her home to be her new office. She asked me to use the colors and the inspiration from a painting of a difference size she had seen on my website. I did not know that in completing the painting, we would both learn to walk on stormy seas!

You know that I paint intuitively by focusing on the client’s needs; those spoken and those whispered by Spirit as it guides my hand. The acrylic pouring process used in this art is rather unpredictable and somewhat difficult to control. Trust tends to be the best approach to creating with the technique and it easily dovetails with my painting mindset.

It turned out that I wasn’t in a trusting state of mind.

The projected 2 to 3 weeks’ timeline took nearly 8 weeks, three canvases, a freak accident and lots of patience from the artist and the client.

First I snagged the last canvas locally available in the requested size and I was psyched. Next I sat in meditation. I waited; waited some more and I felt very conflicted.

Thoughts of my client danced in my head. I knew her to be a successful marketing guru and a warm and caring individual who did not have an easy relationship with abstract art or with spiritually guided works. I also knew that she loved my art, appreciated my creativity, had attended my classes and ordered this painting based on an abstract one she saw on my website.

With my ego fully in charge, doubts and fear popped up. By mid-December, the painting that I completed reflected anger and frustration. My ego wanted to “fix it” and I neglected to respect the truth of my work.

I did not entertain that this painting was not unlike the Door Protectors I create or the spiritually conceived art I paint when I consciously agree to be a channel for the creations that the Universe sends me. And I rejected the implication that the anger and frustration I painted was channeled from the client.

I later found out that it had!

The day before New Year’s, and with a car packed for a holiday trip, I slipped on black ice just outside my house, needed 4 staples on my scalp and was diagnosed with a concussion. As I laid on my bed that night, I recognized that I allowed my mind run the show.

As I healed, I considered that my client may have experienced the emotions now imprinted in the first painting and with limited use of my thinking faculties; I went about mending us both through another painting.

In the weeks that followed, I could not help but practice letting the ego-mind rest and recede to be the servant it’s meant to be. I went back to relying on the most trusting source of truth; the heart-mind. In between naps, I chanted, I prayed, I contemplated and did simple, mindless tasks.

I was also guided to start another painting, as the second one did not reflect the original model.

One morning I went into the studio, turned up the volume on a musical version of the Wish Granting Jewel mantra I chant and write on the Door Protectors and became a vessel for Divine Will. As I aligned with higher guidance I felt balanced, whole and filled with Light and Love and began to prepare the paints without expectations. I did not look at the sample, I simply allowed Light and Love to illuminate and guide my actions.

I called this final painting I Can Walk on Stormy Seas, after the second line in the refrain of You Raise Me Up, a song beautifully performed by Josh Groban, music written by Rolf Lovland with lyrics by Brendan Graham. It certainly reflected the process of creating the commission.

When I delivered the painting and shared the process with the client, she confirmed that prior to my accident, she had experienced anger and frustration precisely around the time I started creating her artwork. In turn, I shared with her how I surrendered to the healing process: I released my grip on trying to complete what was not ready. I became still and as expressed in the song’s lyrics; by just “waiting in the silence” I created an opening. I became a passage for Spirit to come and “sit awhile with me”.

In the end, I created a tool for us both to give up on the anger, forgive ourselves and the source of frustration and come, at any time “when [our] hearts burdened be”, to trust that Spirit will raise us up to walk on stormy Seas.

I am so grateful for my clients, my friends, my students, my neighbors and my family who reached out to help me heal with Reiki treatments, chiropractic care, prayers, texts, calls, love and laughter.

With all this help I Can Walk on Stormy Seas to be “more than I can be”!

I Don’t Really Create these Artworks…


K J Door Protector by Lidia Kenig
K J Door Protector by Lidia Kenig

Every time I create one of these sacred artifacts I call Door Protectors, I marvel at how they affect me and the clients who commissioned it. Over the past 8 years I collected stories ranging from uncovering an illness and healing it, to dramatic career changes. I heard of powerful shifts in relationship status and unexpected moves. I even read that the Door Protector halted years of vandalism and uninvited rodents in a seasonal dwelling. More recently, a client reported that during a devastating hurricane, while the entire neighborhood was flooded, miraculously their home experienced minor damages. Another individual whose apartment unit was below a severely damaged penthouse found that only a couch was affected by the water and debris pouring from above.

Because the creation of the piece is deeply connected to its owners from the moment they think about it or order it. I learned to be patient with the process. I know that when the art is not progressing smoothly, the client is experiencing doubts, setbacks or conflicts. In those times, I simply chant the mantra in the art’s presence and focus on the client until I am guided to make the next move.

Occasionally, if nothing happens for a few weeks, I reach out to the client to identify the issues and reassure them, present options or suggest alternate ways of perceiving the situation. Then the colors, textures, and shapes begin to arrange and unveil themselves until the sacred art is completed and installed.

The art above is no exception.     

After the initial burst of action when fiery red appeared on top from a combination of soft-bodied acrylics and acrylic inks, the golden-yellow streak and the rose-colored bottom took shape.     But when it came time to write the Wish Granting Jewel mantra, none of the brand new pens I had just purchased worked!

I considered going out to exchange them, thinking that they may be defective, when I heard my phone ping, indicating that a message had arrived. I never answer my phone and it is never in the studio when I paint, but I was moved to read what came through this time and indeed, it was from the client. She wrote that her momentum of positive energy had halted, felt stuck and couldn’t seem to move forward.  “It’s like I have no juice in me”, she wrote.

You can imagine that I decided to call her, and after 30 to 40 minutes of listening and providing alternative ways of looking at her situation, also telling her about attempting to write the mantra, but the pens had “no juice”, she laughed heartily, felt complete and at peace.

Without skipping a beat, I picked up the black pen and completed writing. I then added the gold-leaf layer and within 15 minutes, the mantra was perfectly inscribed. Relaying these results to the client was a way of reaffirming the non-physical aspects of our co-creation and Spirit’s intervention leading her to reach out and assisting me in moving the process forward.

A few sessions later, the pair of flying turtles bearing jewels and flanking the mantra appeared and was followed by the client texting me about a dream in where she was in Hawaii looking through her ancestral roots. I then knew that these were the revered Hawaiian Green Sea Turtles known as Honu, symbols of good luck, endurance and long life. In this case, they were identifying themselves as the client’s guardian spirits and were in the art to help her, when lost or confused, to find the way to her inner home; our truest home.

As you can see, I don’t really create the art. The client’s intentions are heard by the Universe and channeled through me into a sacred tool able to keep the person who owns it in her power, and centered in the intrinsic meaning of the mantra’s 12 syllables: OM PAD MO USHNISHA VIMALE HUM PHAT, said to vibrate with the Buddhist Eightfold Path of wholesome living.

Feel free to read more Door Protector stories published throughout the blog and perhaps you will decide to commission your very own artwork. It will be your faithful servant, maybe the perfect mirror you can look at when you are lost or confused to guide you to your inner home, listen to your heart and live life to the fullest.  See below, the client’s reaction upon receiving this painting.

As I have learned, a selected print works very well for navigating prescient issues. The personalized art stays with its owners for an entire life, supporting people through each cycle of growth.

You will find available prints, in the Door Protector gallery. They also make great gifts. You are welcome to email me and request a gift certificate for the purpose. If you like to order your very own sacred art, learn more in the Door Protector Purchase information tab.

 

 

In the Gap


In the Gap by Lidia Kenig
In the Gap by Lidia Kenig (c) 2017

Disappointed because something did not go as you envisioned? You may want to follow along and find out how I went about transforming my suffering.

Disappointment comes from wanting events and circumstances to be different from what they are while forgetting that the wanting comes from mental constructs we created but are not grounded in reality.

We move through life guided by thoughts and images we acquired and adopted as our own, from stories in movies, books and advertising that our society implicitly accepts as normative.

As such, our degree of happiness is measured on “shoulds” and “musts” that conform to what we tell ourselves is the norm.

The house with the white picket fence; the perfect mate with the perfect children who grow up smart and successful and go on to lead perfect lives, are someone else’s stories. The successful entrepreneur who played with a widget in the garage and became a multi-millionaire, and the bartender who was “discovered” by a movie tycoon are also great stories; just not ours.

When our relationships are “flawed”, when what we experience differs from what we thought, we desperately try to bring them into the perfection story line instead of welcoming them as learning experiences and explore the gifts of growth they offer.

Mired in disappointment, we focus on what did not go our way, and belittle what delighted us.

I painted this 6” x 6” x 1.25” cradled wood when I was learning a new technique. My newbie’s clumsiness with the behavior of the paints and the various mediums involved yielded an uninteresting surface. Colors I thought would pop and provide contrast got buried in layers underneath, unable to rise due to the consistency of my mixture.

Instead of trashing it, I set it aside to allow the paint to dry and cure.

Over the next few weeks, the square block would attract my attention. One day I playfully rubbed gold to add interest to the textural layers, but the art was not yet finished with me.

It would take yet another session, after dismissing all mental constructs about being faithful to the technique, that an important life lesson presented itself for healing and integration. I knew that the lesson had nothing to do with the failed technique.

When the background unhappiness about a recent big project became loud enough, I returned to the art seeking space and ease the anxiety. Instead, my openness to remove the obstacles standing in the way of joyousness allowed the painting process to yield understandings of the blocks I faced outside the studio.

Unexpectedly I witnessed the impact that family and close relationships can have on our sense of success, and I realized that in this instance, I measured my success based on the terms I perceive that my family respects. On those terms, I failed miserably!

As I began adding fuchsia-colored dots, I was able to relinquish the lovely but untrue story about some of these relationships. As dots continued on the sides of the canvas, whimsical white shapes appeared, enabling me to shut off my mind and focus on the clarity whiteness affords. Suddenly I saw the hidden yellows, and by adding more, I was able to visually increase the sense of light I sought with the rubbed gold.

The light may be helpful as I begin to relate differently with the people whose standards I took as my own. White lines may guide me as I learn to measure an event’s success the way I do when creating art: by the joy I feel. And how enriched I am when I notice similar feelings on viewers’ faces!

The painting became this morning’s meditation. In the images I see the vastness of the universe filled with possibility. I still don’t know what the new relationships will look like, including the one with myself. Yet with each colored dot I breathe deeply and release fear. Marveling at each whimsical shape I notice how fleetingly they move and how uncontained they are.

The shimmering gold reminds me that beneath its reflective layer there are still hidden colors clamoring to come through. What needs to be transformed is well-rooted in my psyche, and needs time, lots of self-love and compassion to safely surface.

The art mirrors the gap where I now dwell. As when I paint, it is in nothingness that truth shows up singing a clear tune, and sporting perfect colors, shapes and textures.

Creating meaningful lives need no stories, because truth shows up when we are patient and trust in the perfection of our very own path.

May you decide to transform your suffering by purchasing In the Gap

Uncountable Flowers


Uncountable Flowers by Lidia Kenig
Uncountable Flowers by Lidia Kenig (c)

“I have been a seeker and I still am,

but I stopped asking the books and the stars.

I started listening to the teaching of my soul.”

Rumi

Looking into the amethyst sea I notice the morning fog lifting to reveal on its mirrored surface tiny stars fallen from the azure sky as night was parting.

“What a gift”, I thought.

Uncountable flowers are blossoming on golden stems growing amidst massive fronds of earth.

On this glorious new day, Gaia turned to pure gold to reveal its true nature; unlimited abundance.

Industrious millipedes feast in the wee hours scrubbing the shoots’ roots clean to expose vibrant health.

The air is pregnant with joy and I breathe it all in the here and now.

I am listening to the teaching of my soul.

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My way of listening to my soul is by painting, and on the morning of the Jewish Day of Atonement, the prescribed fasting, prayers and silence turned into more than six hours of co-creation.

But it took ten more days of looking into the amethyst sea until I began to see that Spirit was in its flowing waters. And much like the beautiful purple crystal of the same name, it was inviting me to connect more deeply with the energy of Divinity, and uncover spiritual lessons etched in my present life situations.

In the lifting fog I could see that I was still trapped by mind constructs that do not serve me. The art was beckoning me to get out of a cage that is keyless.

The millipedes’ appearance and the overabundance of pure gold provided clues that I needed to dig deep into my upbringing and clear the past.

Millipedes make their home in damp, dark spots burrowed in the soil or under plant debris on forest floors. They munch on rotting leaves, wood and other moist, decaying vegetation. These scavengers function as important plant decomposers in nature, recycling nutrients back into the soil like earthworms.

The slow yet effective arthropods were teaching me to patiently and deeply munch away at the thought patterns acquired in childhood, and created from observing my parents behaviors, my extended family’s reactions and my interactions with other people. The past (decaying vegetation) needed to be decomposed, yet its roots had rich nutrients that could be recycled into lessons learned and integrated.

Old patterns can indeed enrich our lives. I do this when I recycle them as paintings carrying spiritual guidance, and then use these to help others uncover what in their lives need to be scavenged away. And as the delicate gold leaves floating in the water imply; there is much wealth present in my life:  I do what I love and I am supported by wonderful collectors, students, friends and family.

The tiny stars scattered on the water provide additional insights about the art that I co-create with Spirit.  Seeking Divine guidance is only one part of the equation. The other part is to act on what I have intuited and closely monitor my thoughts when I am not painting, meditating or teaching.

When we trust divine guidance, and move in the world propelled by that guidance, what we manifest is in alignment with our path in this lifetime.

As I finally focused on the magical flowers blossoming out of pure gold I knew I was listening to the teaching of my soul. I understood my lesson and felt as if I had wings. My chest expanded to accommodate joy and then, I remembered another of Rumi’s lessons,

“I looked in temples, churches, and mosques. But I found the Divine within my heart.”

And for the first time, I noticed that the flowers were everywhere. They were uncountable!

May this painting provide you with many blessings.  Go to, Uncountable Flowers to purchase it now.

 

The Pain that Makes us Aware


From the Depths to the Light by Lidia Kenig-Scher
From the Depths to the Light by Lidia Kenig-Scher

You want to feel good, no? Yeah, we all do; and what we do and acquire in order to fulfill our yearning to feel happier!

When the discontent that was playing in the background becomes so painful that there is nothing available to assuage the suffering, we get busy with all-consuming projects, we buy new cosmetics, get a new toy, we plan a trip…

Eventually the pain can no longer be ignored; we get sick, have an accident, a relationship breaks down and cannot be easily repaired.

And then we have to decide to look at what hurts with compassion, or choose to succumb to the misery and give our power away.

“This pain is not to make you sad, remember. That’s where people go on missing…. This pain is just to make you more alert–because people become alert only when the arrow goes deep into their heart and wounds them. Otherwise they don’t become alert. When life is easy, comfortable, convenient, who cares? Who bothers to become alert?” * said Osho Rajneesh

So it is with major life events that seem out of our control. The death of a loved one causes us to confront grief and loss, and in the breakup of a primary relationship, we may also experience shame, confusion and fear.

When we are fired from a job, our sense of self and our security are challenged, but in the midst of an earthquake or a flood, every physiological need is at risk, as our very survival is in question. Yet Osho continues to suggest that “those are the occasions when, if [we] use them, [we] can become aware. 
The arrow is hurting: it can be used. The pain is not to make [us] miserable, the pain is to make [us] more aware! And when [we] are aware, misery disappears.”*

Such is the subject of this painting. It invites us to courageously dive into the original background discontent and go a little deeper, so that we may be able to bring ourselves back into balance and experience a transformational growth spurt.

Fear keeps us in avoidance mode, whereas when we are physically hurting we have no choice but to look at the source of the pain. In inaction, we can search for the knot that is holding the suffering.

Suffering forces us to explore the present for clues that mirror our sorry situation and discern what has come up for healing. In darkness we may see possibilities.

Possibilities are the jewels pain provides. Healing ensues when we are aware of its gifts.

The painting facilitates this by luring viewers to dive into the turbulent waters, hang on to slippery silk strings, grab some hurling jewels and look at the faceted crystals flowing upwards from the bottom, refusing to sink into the abyss. Mirror-like pieces float about and whirling brush strokes surge upwards from a knot midpoint on the bottom.

Knots are provocative; more so is a knot under water.  It implies that there something anchoring it. But we are unable to see it at first because the actual knot here is at the bottom of the canvas!

Most disconcerting is that in order to find the knot and what is anchoring it; we need to swim against the current, implying that when facing a present obstacle, we cannot apply old solutions to resolve it. We must allow ourselves to be swept by the strong currents of emotion and in reliving the pain we can untie the hold it has on our life and that keeps us from moving freely in the here and now.

Do you see that there is light at the top?

We can only emerge whole and healed if we are willing to forgive ourselves and “the other” we perceive as wronging us. Then we can untie the old pain and see the pieces of our ego-mind hurling and swirling through the sea of our suffering toward the transformation that ensues when we reach the clear light of a new day (the understanding).

Water (emotions) can be our ally in acknowledging and embracing our deeply rooted suffering (ego). Befriending it, the ego ceases to be the needy child constantly craving and aimlessly moving as it realizes that it too can win by attaching to our inner power and fueling our passions.

In forgiveness, our heart/mind is at the helm unleashing huge gushes of love. Peace and harmony envelop us. In Oneness with the entire Universe, we accept the gift of healing and our power to create a new life chapter.

If you are willing to let pain bring you awareness, this painting is for you. Only prints are available at, From the Depths to the Light.

*Crying in your loneliness, From Take it Easy, Osho Rashneesh. Volume 2 Chapter 12

 

Adventures in Crumbling Structures


July 9 by Lidia Kenig
July 9 by Lidia Kenig

It was on July 9th and on my mother’s birthday that I started working on this painting. The colors showed up while I was meditating, and somehow I knew that it would become a significant creation. I completed it on July 29th, my birthday.

As I sat contemplating on a proper title, thoughts of clearing up old wounds appeared, encouraging me to identify mental habits or constructs that required change in order to further evolve into the bright beacon shining lights of love here on earth.

And I saw that the mental process easily dovetailed that of birthing the art. The painting however, showed me the attitude I needed to maintain throughout the discovery period.

When you think that our conflicting mental constructs are rooted in childhood, and if undetected, continue to affect us well into adulthood, an adventurous spirit is most useful.

The painting’s rose colored background permeates everything. It can even be seen through the grayed blue crumbling structure on the bottom. Can this be Gaia eventually rising healed and embracing a mantle of bright green growth to become whole again?

Destruction of past hurts is possible and even liberating.

Pink colored skies are hard to ignore and even harder to not cause feelings of wonderment. It helped me understand that exploring old wounds was best done with the same demeanor.

Gaia, the benevolent looking shape on the right appears to carelessly utter playful sounds into the pink space. These melodies merge with the warm sunlight streaming down to help heal the cracks on the bottom.

Mother Earth seems aware of the activity, yet her attention is focused on a teal colored glass. Might there be jewels lurking in the cracks of habits and emotions created long ago?

Indeed I noticed feelings of not belonging, not being good enough and an inner need to be outwardly validated lurking on the canvas bottom. These constructs continue to affect my present, yet the painting showed me that now there was an opportunity to quit tormenting myself.

I saw that although I couldn’t pinpoint the genesis of the pain; it was rooted in the past and it was time to let it go.

Meditating and painting meditatively allowed me to see the essence of the pain and have the courage to transform it. July 9th and July 29th are dates that speak to me of generational pain and of allowing crumbling structures to naturally become the fertile soil for new growth.

In the silence I can always reach my heart center, hear my true voice and find the freedom of forgiveness.

Creating allows me to connect with the consciousness that is and in experiencing this bond, I trust. I feel love, joy, abundance and total acceptance. When I paint, I dwell in the state of grace where delight abounds. This feeling continues as I sit in front of the art to write about it and pick a title.

May I tempt you to get the art; original or blessed prints, sit with it and adventurously explore your old pain?

From this narrative you can see that, if allowed to crumble, it will invite in the spiritual and emotional evolution to help you become a bright beacon of Love in the world.

The art is also intended as an object of beauty, delight and joy. Get July 9th now!

As Above not so Below


As Above Not So Below by Lidia Kenig (c)
As Above Not So Below by Lidia Kenig

Ever thought you were so close, you could almost touch Divinity? Maybe you were meditating; perhaps you were contemplating your present lot in life and felt utter peace and contentment. All is right; you thought…

And out of nowhere something changed!

While sitting and breathing, you were in bliss, your life was flowing smoothly, you cared less about the opinions of others and the “reality” these opinions portrayed was meaningless. In such moment, you were fully present with everything and everybody.

Breathing in…Breathing out…You were with God…

Then you got up from the cushion and poof; you disconnected.

Your mind quickly shifted and you had to pay rent, put food on the table, get on with that job, clean the house, do the laundry, study the great religions, do your sit ups, get ready for a meeting…

You left bliss in the cushion and shifted focus to your “real job” because, as above was not so below.

Thoughts…

Yet amidst your busy mind, Existence screamed that all of it is real and there are not two worlds!

When the shirt you picked out was missing a button, it was life telling you to stop and remember that there is no you-and-Spirit. It is all one.

When you overcooked the oatmeal, it was your heart showing that Spirit exists in it and cannot do life without you.

Breath in…Breath out.

All that Is, is Oneness.

Looking for the car keys, you hear the small voice within acknowledging that your obligations are real, but you can handle them by relying on the bliss your experienced in the cushion.

Bliss is real!

Breath in…Breath out.

You found the keys when you allowed space for light filled Love to surround you.

Breath in…Breath out.

Spotting the perfect outfit for the meeting, you begin to visualize others at the table smiling.

You smile too. There is no you and them; Namaste.

Acknowledging the divinity you share, you relate to others as you relate to God.

Breath in…Breath out. All are Divine.

You will do sit ups when you get home tonight. It may be a great way to release the day that was and focus on personal nourishment.

You remember that obstacles, fears, deadlines, obligations, commitments live along bliss, contentment, and peace.

Breath in…Breath out.

Sipping tea, you observe the thoughts that create suffering and admit that these are real forces.  Yet you can always introduce a more empowering thought.

Breath in…Breath out.

The heart opens revealing the truth; you are Consciousness. You are the awareness seeing events and circumstances constantly moving and evolving.

Meditation is the training.

As you live what you learned in the cushion, you start experiencing life as Above; peace and contentment. Then, so it will be Below.

Breath in…Breath out, you bridge Heaven and Earth.

This is your real job.

So turn the engine on and get going!

This mixed media with acrylic on wood is 18” x 24” x 2”. It is ready to hang and help you visualize Existence clamoring to be befriended as a partner, and to trust the voice of your heart, the Spirit-Within-You, to fulfill the only job you are here to do. Click on As Above Not So Below to purchase this very special painting partner.

Embracing Grace


Embracing Grace by Lidia Kenig-Scher
Embracing Grace by Lidia Kenig-Scher

 

It is how I create and teach others to create. Embracing Grace is an attitude of openness to the realm of the unknown with innocence and trust. It is also a heightened state of alertness to what is there in the present moment and allows me to discern the motivations behind the choices I make.

When I paint I am fearless

Assuming total responsibility for all of my choices, I acknowledge its results with acceptance and non-judgment. The resulting artwork is an example of how lovingkindness colors—pun intended–a life situation and assists I the painter and you the viewer to examine the completed piece, apply its lesson to the particular situation and provoke growth.

When I paint I am Buddha

Each year, as part of a mastermind group, I select a theme to guide my intentions and inspire my goal setting to experience my best year yet. Even though I have been successful planning this way, I always feel that goals are restrictive and intentions are time-sensitive.

Foregoing goals I decided to apply what I learned through creating art and live my whole life with one intention: Embracing Grace.

Naturally, my buddies wanted examples of how the theme would apply to mundane experiences fraught with relationships, weather, unexpected events and the normal ups and downs of living.  I replied that by embracing grace, I perceive every moment as a gift to unwrap so that their request for an expanded perspective most likely implied that I too needed to flesh it out.

Thus I posited that if I live my entire life steeped in utter curiosity, as when I paint, I would best learn how to be a force for goodness at this time in history; my only goal.

As such, I see the timing to work on a piece or begin new art as being always perfect. Colors and technique simply show up, and whatever else I may be guided to do, I know that I will find it in the art store, or the market, on the street or in the basement.

The right numbers of students appear for a class, and the methods and techniques I need to teach are effortlessly communicated yielding amazing artwork even from people who never painted.

When not enough students enroll in a scheduled course, it most likely indicates that a change of direction is in the offing, or that this is not a good time to hold this class. Soon I am offered a new project or my participation in an auspicious event becomes possible because the class was cancelled.

It is at these times that I am able to perceive my interconnection with Spirit and how I fit in the Divine plan. I see that I am not accidental and nor is anyone else. Whatever I do, say and think at any time is important. If I were not painting, or teaching, or being with a friend, or attending to a repair person, or cooking, or walking at that moment, existence would miss me.

Osho said that a feeling of joy and fulfillment arises when we become aware that each of us is crucial for the proper functioning of the universe. It means that we are “related to existence, and existence cares for [us]… “and this gives us “dignity”.

As I was painting this weekend, I felt the hands of existence guiding me to visually portray these feelings and afterwards, in meditating with the art, I realized that by respecting my dreams and desires, assuming the responsibility to pursue them, owning my choices, and choosing how I perceive my dreams’ unfolding also means accepting how my choices affect others.

Grace is a birthright and by embracing this I lovingly trust that others are also capable of making good choices for themselves in their own time.

When I paint Grace is in charge

And in living I pause often and yield to my intuition. I take inspired action, watch what happens and monitor my thoughts to maintain alignment with my stated purpose; to be a force for goodness at this time in history.

When I paint I am blessed

When I embrace grace I live a blissful life and I am a force for goodness!

Try it for yourself; I trust that you can Embrace Grace now!