Brush in a Backpack

I am a painter/sculpture, who is in the process of travelling with my family, and painting on the way, for starts we are going to find out where "South" is, with the children navigating. Sounds adventureous, yeah I will be a cool experience and chaotic and fun.

Friday, June 05, 2009

Life and It´s little nuances

Hello all
Here I am on the coast travelling. After a number on circumstances, I have chosen to have a well earned ¨Robin Alone Time¨. Actually and honestly, Rob took one look at me and said tooooooo much stress, leave and find your answers and come back with joy and calm. So, under the excuse of taking more animal pictures, I am actually taking the time to figure a few things out and the appropriate responces. I will allow experiences that I love and enjoy to help create peace of mind, balance, and flexibility of thinking.
I first went to Quito, where I tied up loose ends with my lawyer, a lovely man, who delights me with his sence of humor and fun. It is alway a joy to visit with him. Next, I went to the Quito zoo, all the way to Guyabamba, at least a full hour away from Quito. I had the nicest driver. We discussed ¨family¨and kids. When I finally arrived at the zoo, I offered to pay for him to go in too, as it was hot in the parking lot and I thought he would get really bored. After and hour and a half of photo taking, he had sneaked off and was waiting for me at the exit with ice cold coke. Something, that is normally never done here. We travelled back to my hotel and I didn´t quibble when he said his price for the fare. Tired I got to my room, and screamed, realizing I had left my camera in his car. I ran downstairs only to see it waiting for me. I guess that there are some really great people in the world when you are open with them and sharing wonderful times with them.
Of course this experience, got me thinking of kharma and what that intales. I have seen many
people live with their kharma, some age faster, become sick, or sickly with real or phantom illness, I have seen where wrinkles show their life as painful, or joyful. I know that I will work on having laugh lines and character lines. I can see in Rob´s wrinkles, especially in the corners of his eyes, a laughing devilishness and youth that I so enjoy. I see his intelligence and experience on his face. Face and eyes: road maps of emotion and experiences. They say that your partners are mirrors for each other, and that the partners we choose are within 10 points of intelligence from each other, well if that is the case it makes me feel that I am on the right path.
During this time, I will be meditating, yoga and taking pictures. I am in Bahia de Caraques right now. I have friends here who are lovely to talk with and sometimes just have silence with. A friend of mine Richaard and his dog Helga took me on their boat (Trimaran) just to hang. The weather was overcast and the wind softly blowing, very nice.
Tomorrow, if the weather is ok, I think that I will hire a boat to find a real free spoonbill. I think that it would make a marvelous painting.
I always find that the sea helps me come into balance and see things for what they really are. On the sea, there is peace and stillness or clarity and wildness, so many things. I think that when I go home that I will know some of those answers. Right now, I am not sure. I think that I might go home in a couple of weeks or so, depending...... Rob´s concern for me for wanting for me to find my balance is not on a time line as journey takes as long as they take and can´t be pushed into a precise moment of completion.
As you can see my writing is a bit choppy as I am mulling and perculating with contradicting thoughts. So forgive me as I work through what I need to work through. I am reading a book right now that says the only way to present moment awareness is to travel through and allow the process to happen. So processes are happening..... and thoughts are perculating.....
The problem with writing these and other thoughts and certainly decifering them, is that with only reading text, there is soooo much open to interpretation. I mean really, look at how people have interpreted the reading and writings of the bible. And how many interpretations people make when they are in English, poetry classes. The human in them looks for answers between lines that may or may not be there. The other day a friend interpreted the writings of my walk from Ambato to Baños as angry and frustrated, so there you go. My personal experience from it was different than what was read or perhaps my writing was more full than I intended. People are lead to many interpretations while they are missing the other often more important cues like verbal and visual cues. The time it takes to read is where they can fill in blanks and create more action or less action. I was told that writing was a lesser path to god than music and painting. An interesting and provoking thought really. I guess that is why I prefer to paint and listen to music.
Well, the evening is approaching the ocean right now and a wind is picking up, perfect time for a walk. I will ask if Helga the giant schnauzer is open to exploring the beach, as Ecuadorians are a bit overly aware of her presence.
Talk with you all later
Explore your soul and answers abound
Robin

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