Bliss Blossoms


Bliss Blossom by Lidia Kenig-Scher
Bliss Blossoms by Lidia Kenig-Scher

A state of happiness when we experience great joy; a sense of profound love:

B.l i.s.s.

Very busy with painting commissions, teaching and interior design work, I had been unable to set aside sustained time in my studio to just connect with Spirit and paint together.

On an unusually warm winter’s day I not only began a new painting but followed it with a lot of cleaning and organizing until quite late in the evening.   I should have suspected that something was afoot when I awoke at 3:30 AM but did not fret or tossed and turned. I accepted the perfection of the moment and immediately felt light, loved and loving. A sense of happiness enveloped me and in time, I felt asleep again, naturally waking a bit passed 7:30 AM.

In my journal I recorded how easy it was to enter the studio on such bright morning and start a new work. I left all mental machinations behind and opened to play. What I did not notice until today, was that on the night before I had asked for a way to understand Bliss, and that just before I fell asleep, I found a poem by Rumi…

Lose your head!

Not a single thread that has a head

can go through the eye of the needle.

I also did not know that on that night, the moon was on its first quarter phase, when its brightness was at 50% visibility from earth, marking exactly seven days before the full eclipse of a Super Red Wolf Moon!

But what I saw the next morning upon glancing at the unfinished painting left me speechless. Depicted was something akin to an Aurora. This is the natural electrical phenomenon characterized by the appearance of streamers of reddish or greenish lights in the sky, seen near dawn during the winter months on the southern and northern poles of the earth. Aurora Borealis are the northern lights and Aurora Australis are best observed by the South Pole. What was most unusual in the art were the countless blooming flowers; an unlikely find on the Arctic dawn.

The unfinished canvas sat in my bedroom for another week before I was ready to complete it, but memories of an all-around fulfilling and productive day, completing long overdue projects with ease and a sense of joy lingered and helped me turn in every night of that week feeling profound love.

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I treasure my painting sessions for in creating I practice surrender and listen to the guidance of my heart.  I easily allow for surprises and the entire process brings me to a place of unabashed contentment.

I completed the painting on the morning of the eclipse, and then again cleaned my house, prepared for a special meditation of release and at night, from my bedroom window, I followed the path of the silvery moon until it was above the roof of my house, casting a ring of light around it captured by pristine snow on the ground.

Given the very cold night, I did not go outdoors when the earth’s shadow began to block the sun’s light, which otherwise reflects off the moon. Instead I watched the bright light dim until near total darkness diffused the landscape. I didn’t see the sun flecks that made the moon appear red. I instead visualized and internalized the process until I fell asleep.

When I awoke, I realized that I had lost all hearing from my left ear!

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It was hard to miss the connection between the painting and its process, the intention I stated beforehand, the eclipse, an unusual cosmic occurrence and the sudden hearing loss. And it was to this connection that I relied upon as I navigated what I knew was a temporary physical event.

I contemplated the art to learn what was teaching me about experiencing bliss and consulted traditional medical resources and so-called alternative pathways to regain my hearing. It all pointed to an existential crossroads.

What did I need to shift and release to dwell in Bliss?

Answers came as I was ready to face and integrate them. Karmic events reflected in family issues appeared but to be seen in a different light. One morning I focused on the little blooms atop wiry stems quivering high in the sky within the painting, and realized that they depicted old fears surfacing. As soon as they were exposed for the stories they really were, they transformed into unexpected gifts: magnificent winter blossoms able to withstand the harshest of conditions.

Another day I looked intently at the sky I painted and learned more about what causes an Aurora event to happen and why it occurs mostly near the earth’s magnetic poles.  Essentially, powerful solar winds stemming from the sun’s own magnetic field push on the earth’s magnetic field, changing shape and thus squeezing and compressing said earth’s field. At the same time, the sun’s coronal mass ejects high voltage charged particles that can more easily penetrate the earth’s atmosphere at its poles. These speeding electrons collide and explode with the mixture of gas atoms that comprise the air we breathe, fueling the gases and causing them to release both light and more electrons.

An Aurora, a dawn spectacle is a magnificent and colorful array of movement best seen in the wee hours that triumphantly heralds a new day, a new beginning and maybe a new way to see life.  If we understand that “when a blade of grass is cut, the whole universe quivers”, then you can begin to see how I was guided to paint the picture I call Bliss Blossoms.

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By the end of last week I was besieged by a powerful flu virus and was forced to completely surrender to my physical needs yet, I recovered most of my hearing ability!  

While I could hear better, I now could not speak racked by a sore throat and could only focus on containing my body’s coronal mass ejections. I continued to meditate and contemplate the painting to learn all that it was teaching me.

I now see that what I am experiencing is serving and mirrors the travails of all my fellow humans. I felt the eclipse’s vibration, one of introspection, reflection and release at my core, next I experienced diminished ability to hear, speak and even breathe well-a sinus infection and the probable physical cause of my deafness.

The illness provided me with time and a safe cover to shift to the consciousness of bliss.

Humanity is in deep need of introspection, reflection and release of old ego-based stories and attachments that divide us, diminish our capacity to experience lasting happiness and find us searching for love mostly in eventually unfulfilling circumstances. A shift will only happen through experiencing a powerful personal eclipse; a meaningful change in the way we perceive ourselves and our role in this lifetime, in how we perceive each other and the world we cohabitate.

My personal eclipse led me to dwell in bliss but before I understood it, I had to “lose my head”

As I journeyed through the situations that life provided me these past few weeks, I realized that the shutdown afforded me the opportunity to awake to a dawn unlike even the most amazing ones I see out of my bedroom window, thus I gave in.

 I surrendered impatience for what I didn’t yet have and allowed for the natural unfoldment of my desires into form. I placed trust in the perfection of each moment. I did not judge myself; I did not worry about my extensive to-do list, I slept when I felt the urge and I spent time in stillness, sometimes just following my breath; my wind, and at other times, I contemplated my unusual depiction of an Aurora.

Feeling open, curious and present, my quiet mind could more easily discern what I had magnetized, and I turned my focus on how I could manifest more of my goodness, my inner light in the world.  It became clear to me that the answer was in the act of creating.

If I experience bliss every time I paint, I can also live each life situation as it if were a fresh canvas!

As a result, I experienced a rather swift physical recovery, my to-do list was breezily managed, and it included releasing outgrown expectations of myself and others; noticing if my time commitments elicit a sense of well-being and joy, and looking at how these commitments connect to my path of service.

Personal creative time moved up to the top of my daily routine, for like meditation, it is my practice for living a wholesome life and fulfilling my path of service.

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Out of my bedroom window the sight of a wondrous Aurora greeted me today. It is exactly a month since it all began, and it coincides with a complete moon cycle. My state is one of happiness; I am experiencing great joy. I turned my gaze to the painting and smiled at the icy field of violet flowers in vibrant bloom at the height of winter.

A sense of profound love erupted from deep within my core. I now knew bliss and recognized the flowers as Bliss Blossoms!

 Purchase Bliss Blossoms and install it in a room where you can lose your head and enter a state of happiness when you experience great joy; a sense of profound love. It is also a good idea to let others to see it too!

In Alignment with the Heart


Aligned with the Heart by Lidia Kenig-Scher
Aligned with the Heart by Lidia Kenig-Scher

Ahhh, what a wonderful year just ended!

What began with a fall on black ice and a concussion followed by sheer bewilderment while carrying out the simplest of tasks, unfolded and culminated in an array of fortunate events, fruitful lessons, a total energy shift and a feeling of peace.

A few of my long-time clients pulled me back into creating successful interiors in beautiful places near and far away and I learned new ways to deliver good design. Some asked me to design furniture and commissioned paintings and I practiced with diverse ways of painting from the heart. Others simply called to relay the impact my artworks and the interiors I created had on their lives and my eyes filled with tears of joy. More people now own Door Protectors and report awesome results and I felt grateful. My students not only created beautiful artworks, but a few began painting professionally and held successful exhibits. My heart expanded at these gifts of grace.

At the spiritual level the shift was also remarkable. In awe I witnessed many more events having not only positive effects on me, but on those around me. Last January I pledged to look within to fully uncover my light and as usual, I did this through the practice of meditation and intuitive painting. As I immersed myself in the process of creating new paintings for a Spring exhibit I consciously invited Divine Light to merge in my heart and then allow it to shimmer and shine all around me. I began to feel good even when faced with what I normally would deem negatively. Gratitude at the simplest things became a way of life.

In the process, I became a better human and had a very successful solo art exhibit. I also can proudly state that I know happiness and that I am blessed.

When the light in our hearts is fully turned on, we leave behind conscious and unconscious prisons of the mind; fear dies, worry is in the past and love takes over unabashedly in the here and now. We begin to trust that Life has our back, assistance coated in unconditional love is always available and the right circumstances open up. Help shows up in unexpected places and a cheering crowd applauds when we most need it.

As we become present to the miraculous beauty that seeks to live through us, as us and for the benefit of all humanity, we are grace and are in grace; we are aligned with the Divine Light that lives within our hearts.

Aligned with the Heart is a painting I created to depict my fruitful year of learning and good fortune and celebrate all of you who are in my life. It is a small alcohol inks on yupo that packs a lot of light and plenty of happy blessings. I would be honored if you purchase it here.

And Happy New Year 2019!!!

 

 

Clear Skies, Gentle Rolling Hills and a Powerful Mantra


PA Door protector
PA Door Protector by Lidia Kenig-Scher (c)

She learned that she had options and so she began to consciously raise her vibration at every chance she had.

Paula (not her real name) ordered a Door Protector when she was navigating a difficult family situation. Yet it took nearly two months to write her personal statement because she wanted to make sure I understood her correctly. As she later realized, creating the statement was the beginning of her role in birthing the art I would be bringing to life for her and her family and that the statement was actually a conversation she needed to have with her Higher Self and God.

Throughout her life, Paula found that she needed to exercise total control of what she said and did, otherwise she would experience pain. On one hand she trusted that a higher power was at work and on the other hand she wanted to make sure that she was directing God with the right words.

Amidst the conundrum she was living through at that time, she founded laborious to clarify what she wished to manifest in her life and for her household-3 teens, husband and aging parents.

Soon she received a sign that was hard to ignore. After she tendered her written statement, a flying squirrel drowned in one of the toilets. In discussing the spiritual significance of a rodent that typically burrows in a house’s roof, stores food in crevices, has a keen sense of smell that allows it to find where the goods are hidden and glides nocturnally from tree to tree (don’t really fly); we agreed that much as Paula liked to plan for the future and control her life, she had lately found herself erratically running around and struggled to accomplish much both in her business and with the family. She lost money, had a particularly hurtful interaction with one of her sons and chose to avoid confronting her husband. She stored her worries, she felt responsible for everyone but did not have the keen sense of smell to find what needed to be acknowledged, integrated and released. She also tiptoed around the problems, for she felt unable to manage the aftermath of what needed to be discussed. As the flying squirrel, she was stretched thin and was exhausted.

In creating Paula’s Door Protector, I offered her the clarity of a turquoise sky with gentle winds scattering seeds above gentle and fertile rolling hills. The two dark stones implying flower pots are Shungites. These are healing stones known to help detoxify the body by absorbing and eliminating negative energies or anything that is physically hazardous. These crystals infuse the house’s aura with light, allowing only positive energies to reach the dwellers.

 The “pot” on the left has 5 natural Citrines blooming. Citrine is the premier stone of manifestation and imagination. They promote the healthy functioning of the will, stimulate all chakras like sunshine in Spring, clear the mind and stir the soul to action.

On the right, rubies confer nobility, magnificence, passion, protection and prosperity. They teach its owners to be grounded, strong, present and loving as the means to attract prosperity at all levels.

To further emphasize safety and protection, I scattered mustard seeds around the pots and the hills. The most powerful protection comes however, from the Wish Granting Jewel Mantra handwritten in Tibetan Sanskrit and that is the centerpiece of all Door Protectors. The 12 syllables constantly emit vibrations of unconditional love, balance, joy, gratefulness, right thinking, right speech, right concentration and right action for the benefit of all in the household. It will also positively affect those who simply behold it or pass under it.

Over time the family learned to connect deeply with the art and allowed the mantra to gently and consistently raise everyone’s vibration as they were ready and open to be so affected.

Although everyone’s life improved and shifted in different ways, it was Paula who since hanging the art made the most visible shifts. She learned that she had options and began to consciously raise her vibration at every chance she had. Paula meditated more often, attended retreats, connected with helpful friends, is considering expanding her business in a major way and admits without a doubt that she is fully protected, that life loves her and that her actions no longer resemble those of a flying squirrel.

Paula learned to express her needs with kindness and compassion, has forgiven herself and those who unwittingly hurt her and manages to live a more balanced life by listening to her heart.

You too can commission a Door Protector and learn to live a more balanced, safe and loving life, or you can start out by purchasing an embellished and signed print. See the available options @ Shop Door Protectors

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.

Storm


Storm by Lidia Kenig
Storm by Lidia Kenig (c)

Most of us are not storm chasers, and many more of us close doors and windows when it’s very windy, when it rains very hard, or when snow is blowing. We learned as children to fear lightning, and even when we wear rain gear, we run for the nearest shelter when it pours.

I get it. It is one of those unpredictable and uncontrollable events, and we get scared.

Storms allow us to experience destruction. We witness changes in the landscape, as trees may be torn down, houses reduced to rubble and cars damaged. People suffer deeply and some may perish. It is scary.

Yet storms can be cleansing, as the destructive energy moves through, pulling weak roots and burying what may no longer work or need transformation.

Storms can teach hard lessons…

When our lives are not flowing, when our thoughts keep us stuck in a situation, when there is inaction based on fear, an inner storm can cause as profound shifts as outer storms.

When we didn’t get the job we wanted; when we had an accident, or the house we pined for went to another buyer; we didn’t pay attention. When we had a difficult disagreement with a co-worker, or with someone we love; we didn’t notice patterns.

Instead, we reacted emotionally by perceiving events as befallen to us. The more chaotic and stormier things got; the more we panicked. It was scary.

If we are able to get over our shock and pay close attention, we may see that what is being destroyed are actually aspects of ourselves that were unstable. If we get calm enough to see howling winds as powerful cleansing agents with messages, we will notice that our attachment to what we think we own-ideas, opinions, or property, kept us from seeing what needed changing long before the present forced purging.

We chose to ignore that we bought property in a flood plain because we just loved that house! We elected to overlook cracks in relationships, and we decided to dwell in total exhaustion when every night we returned from work listless. We were so tired that we couldn’t remember the last time we had a romantic dinner with our mate, or relished attending the ballet with dear friends. When we arrived at a meeting breathless, we told ourselves that this is the way to succeed.

Instead of witnessing our storms, we relinquish our power to others, or to nature. We suffer because we look at the surface of what goes on in our lives and blame “circumstances” for our misfortunes.

Storms bring some of the greatest gifts…

When we look deeper, we may notice that what is being destroyed, just like in nature, are weakly rooted elements in our lives.

If you ever doubt this, just take a trip to Hawaii. With three out of five active volcanoes, Kilauea, Hawaii’s most famous one, erupts frequently and unpredictably. Yet volcanic activity has added land mass and the state can boast being one of the world’s most diverse eco-systems, housing lush rainforests of incomparable beauty.

Meditating with this painting I saw that playing with a new technique affording little control and requiring long drying time, forced me to pay close attention to what unfolded every day. The mixture of pouring medium, acrylic paint and silicone was quite fluid, so that if I moved the art ever so slightly, I could cause dramatic changes. And if I were impatient with the drying process, I could see some unpleasant results.

I did just that; I touched an almost dried area and it set in an unlikable way, but I knew that unpredictable and uncontrollable events lead to surprisingly good results. Thus, I transformed what I disliked by adding complementary textural paints.

The art now resembled a storm and the red blobs wrapped in gold and arising from it, became a metaphor for the gifts (volcanic eruptions) we allow in our lives when we consider that like the outer storms, our disasters turn out to be the best thing that happened to us!

As we allow ourselves to walk slowly when it rains, or be fully present when we witness severe weather patterns; if we can release the grip on fear; we invite awareness that leads to inspired action, and begin to understand how outer storms mimic rhythms in our life.

Storm was juried into a local holiday event, starting in December. If you purchase it now, you can get ahead of the season of giving and enjoy it for years to come to remind you to accept any and all storms. They may bring pain, but they also bring gifts!

Finding Oneness


Finding Oneness by Lidia Kenig-Scher
Finding Oneness By Lidia Kenig-Scher

After I finished this painting, I could not understand what was teaching me. Every morning I would sit with it in meditation, and…nothing.

Placing it next to my computer, hoping for the writing to flow and a title, I could see that in fact, flowing may be involved. And the gold background with the silver swirls seemed to imply that there was something rich about it all.

The wordless words made its appearance again, so I knew that the art’s message was important, yet I was not ready to understand it. So I moved on, I painted another picture and wrote about other things.

It all changed months later after a week-long meditation retreat, when Patience rewarded me. The morning after, I felt pulled to the art, sensing that this was the time for me to hear what it had been eager to show me.

The gray tight arc on the bottom of the canvas guided me in and swept me into a dimension of shape, color, texture and line. The “letters” that appear to emanate from the wave, quickly moved me on to a bright angel-like figure in the center.

I kept on being pulled in and out of the canvas as I followed one curve and landed on another, until eventually my eyes and my body moved to the large sinuous forms above, where I instantly felt physically and emotionally cradled.

A breezy lightness caressed me and I began to make mellifluous sounds I had never known.

It was as if I was experiencing the entire universe both within me and outside of me in perfect orchestration. I was sometimes water and then I was earth. I became the wind and then I was light.

I saw the delightful sounds etched in the gold letters flow harmoniously about and I was happy.

Without a doubt I knew I found the state of Oneness.

The art was teaching me how to apply this knowledge in my everyday life. Look at the lines as if they are tree branches cast in the river. They are light, free, unencumbered by the past, not worried about the future.

Could I be a tree branch when I am in the grips of an emotionally charged situation?

The watery shapes mimic the currents of a river. As in life, when a situation or relationship stops us on our tracks and we get blinded by blaming, anger, guilt, and regret; we could instead acknowledge that we are stuck and carefully observe the terrain around us until we can begin to see and appreciate its riches.

Could I just breathe in the moment and see the goodness in the problem?

It may mean changing our vantage point to examine how we perceive what was happening. We could decide to see the other as a catalyst for what we needed to learn in that relationship. We could also look at the other as a mirror for what is lacking in our lives. And we could notice that the firm hand of the Divine was pushing us to learn a very necessary life lesson but we were afraid to look deeply.

Instead of being imprisoned by our emotions, or frozen with fear, we can be patient, remain alert and with gentleness of spirit, we could allow for the next wave-breath to release the grip the particular “rock” had on us.

It may take for us to move in and out of the situation. We may have to be gingerly pulled from rock to cove, until we become aware that we were never powerless, not we were ever alone.

Ahh…the riches!

If we could notice angels around us like in the painting, we will know that Spirit was present all the time, counseling us to float along with the currents as witnesses and reminding us that we are not separate from one another or anything.

Spirit is there even when the wind blows colder, and the waters turn murky and stormy. In embracing what we see as good or judge bad as being perfectly orchestrated for our growth, we find the crystalline clarity known as wisdom. It comes from our heart; it is Oneness and renders us very powerful.

May you be inspired to discover Oneness and make delicious sounds you never knew. Put this painting on your wall by clicking on Finding Oneness now.

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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.

And the Gold Orb?


The Nature of Reality by Lidia Kenig
The Nature of Reality by Lidia Kenig

What is reality? Is it what we are able to see and therefore declare it real?

Is it a belief or a fact proven by scientific methods?

When I posted a watercolor and ink sketch of a glass vase filled with tulips and daffodils on social media; it got an enormous amount of attention.

It was a well-executed still life on paper showing rather photographically, how the arrangement was caressed by sunlight; it reflected on the glass and bounced on other objects. The response level indicated that people were reacting mostly to what was easily recognized.

When I post abstract works, they don’t get noticed as quickly. I know that this has nothing to do with their quality.

Non-representational work requires a commitment to interact with art in a conversation most people are unaccustomed to have.

Pictures of recognizable things get the most notice because our fast-paced life has trained us to have short and selective attention span. We look and quickly decide, often on a small screen where we are going to spend this precious commodity. When something bright and familiarly pleasant pops up, we feel good enough to post a heart and even a comment, before moving on. What we see checks with what we know and there is no need to interact with it for long.

An abstract painting requires a commitment from us to enter the unknown and make meaning with what we are not familiar. It looks un-real.

I am not assigning value to one style or another. I simply say that images, shapes and textures in an abstract painting serve to push the envelope.  They invite artists and viewers to the brink of mystery and prod it without any frame of reference.

Take a moment to observe The Nature of Reality.

Dark bronze and brown color shapes on the bottom of the canvas, create the entry point into the art, while gold and silver paint airbrushed in a swirling motion draw us in. Next we are lured by light-catching surfaces that force us to move in different directions and unwittingly we begin to search for familiar shapes.

Suddenly we recognize “letters”. The mind takes over and we find more “words” attached to thin glittery paper lines with strong upward movement. We follow them to see if we can understand. Eventually the writing also swirls to the left ending in a flame, and to the right dispersing into an orb.

Puzzled, we continue scanning the painting for clues and encounter flowing lotuses. In these “recognizable” shapes we find relief and security. We recognize “flowers” and may even sense wind in their wavy stems….but the “words”? We still want to know what they are saying but are clueless. We also ask ourselves, why the flame? And the gold orb?

These inner/outer conversations in viewing abstract art strain the ego-mind and engage senses and emotions.  We are invited to explore uncharted territory and pose questions for which we may not get answers; like… how valuable is to make additional meaning of what we already know?

This art contains no letters. The dialog opens new doors of awareness, or provides alternative viewpoints we can later extrapolate to our day-to-day life. Labeling reassures our ego-mind that we are “in the know” at a high price. It keeps us from seeing reality as it is.

Everything we think real is inherently impermanent; paper in this case, can crumble or yellow with age or be burned in a fire. It has no substance unto itself. I did not intend to create words in any way. I was attracted to texture and color that together with the other elements create a rich vibrational field.

Yet delighting in the art elements within the work, while consciously focusing on their interaction, may lead to experiencing deep joy or be moved to sadness.

That is because art elements vibrate much as musical instruments do, and create an energy field that strikes a chord deep within us beckoning further exploration. This reality needs no belief, scientific proof, or visual confirmation. It is accessed through presence and the courage to dive into the unknown.

It is in the nature of reality that everything is impermanent and has an interdependent value. Nothing is real unto itself; it is a vibrational field in which we all play ball.

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By now you understand why the “words” end in a flame. And the gold orb? Do you know what it represents and why only “letters” go into the gold orb?

Want a hint? What I create comes from absolute presence, and with the awareness that I am co-creating with Spirit. The meaning is derived afterwards, when I sit with the painting and do exactly as I described above; I notice what strikes a chord and willingly explore a reality that does not require scientific proof, yet is really real.

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Just Watching


Just watching by Lidia Kenig-Scher
Just Watching by Lidia Kenig-Scher

Awoke with a sense of deep sadness I could not shake in meditation.

Looking for a change in perspective, I considered driving to the beach, sit on the sand and simply watch the waves crash and kiss the sky. Taking in the sheer vastness of such spectacle, hearing the wind catch my wayward thoughts and allow them to drown in the choppy waters would surely be a powerful healing experience.

While I was eager to feel the warmth of the sun and bear witness to a new day dawning, when I pulled open the shades, out of my window I could only see thick clouds and a steady raw drizzle.

No, sitting on the cushion would not do for today, so I moved into the studio to paint what I needed to experience.

It was powerfully healing.

Alcohol inks and a white tile were on one of the tables waiting to be put away, after the past weekend’s successful workshop.

I smiled recognizing Spirit’s hand in all of it.

As I poured blue ink on the tile, I felt the whoosh of the wind and heard the roaring of the waves. When the cool morning yellow strip was in place, I began to see the sun pushing the rose and gray cloud cover away, unveiling the clear blue sky above it and lovingly warming my body.

The little red buoy gave me joy.

Nora Copeland said that “storms always lose to the sun”, a reminder that what I was feeling, albeit deeply painful now, would give way to an acceptance of what I cannot change, and provide me with the clarity to paint a new story.

While I could have gone on the web and breathed slowly while gazing at beach sunrises anywhere in the world, the experience of painting my own was indeed transformative.

The inks are very fluid and unpredictable, thus, absolute presence is required to contain and direct their flow. Every cell in my body was involved in moving the rapidly drying liquid with the tools I used to create the scene.

Such power is embedded in the art now, and when I look at it, I can affirm the new perspective, transmute the sadness and invite Love in all its colors.

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