ByGiora Carmi
Thought bubbles I watch thought bubbles And water waves Over Green land. I watch holding clay In my mind’s hands Thinking into being Clouds over the mountains Relaxed and flowing. I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became involved with the Chan Meditation Center and studied meditation and…
ByGiora Carmi
It is late evening. Before I go to bed I draw the pain. It is a night with many waking hours. The pain just does not respond to all my tricks and I do not fall asleep. I meditate so as to get into a state where the body relaxes completely. At least there will…
ByGiora Carmi
I am shaking and am twisted from the pain (says the red) I am so strong and overwhelming that I need to say the same thing several times. (says the red) I include contrasting colors to show that there are many aspects of me. (Says the whole picture) There is even a light aspect of…
ByGiora Carmi
I got an opportunity to buy the whole Sedona Method, made of three courses, with many CD’s for a very low price. I can use the Pay Pal account to pay for the first installment of three, really very possible, installments. And it is very alluring. It is a chance to have the complete course…
ByGiora Carmi
I decided today to do a third part. I love doing it too much to stop now. I do not even have to have a subject or a direction. I do not need to deal with a specific issue. It is just the way I live, the way I communicate with my intuition or higher…
ByGiora Carmi
This continues the previous posting. It is 5 in the morning. I want to know how intuition sees my life now. I feel fear and awe at the same time, or so it seems. It is almost overwhelming. I feel I could use some help. I go to the watercolor box, to speak with…
ByGiora Carmi
My teacher of meditation told us to never meditate after sex. Wait for an hour at least or more, he said. On the other hand when you start to understand what happens in meditation and see that, while meditating, you release habits of thought that block you from seeing the truth and when you…
ByGiora Carmi
In my fourth year in America I illustrated a small children’s book. In it, a little girl could not fall asleep at night because she heard sounds. The sounds came from a little mouse who lived in the wainscot. The story did not tell why the little mouse made that noise. It just gave the…
ByGiora Carmi
I am listening to Charles Ives playing his piano, singing and shouting sometimes with unstoppable joy. I find him so sensitive and rich in his music. I find him playful as a child. Sometimes he is a naughty child, breaking all the rules of music in his time. But he does it because his heart…
ByGiora Carmi
The tree of light inside the pain The yellow matures inside of pain It grows like a tree Made of all the personalities that I gathered But losing them all in the light My background is pain and freedom mixed together Green is my mother Pain is my father And water is my soul. …
ByGiora Carmi
It is not it. It is what experiences it. The pain continues to kill me. I do not understand why. But it is not it. It is what experiences it. I did everything I had to do. I develop more and more depth in the meditation. Somehow I know that the clue is in that,…
ByGiora Carmi
I drew the pain in a way that I never did before. It is a red angry energy, eating away from something green. When I look at the green that is left uneaten it gives me the feeling of the remains of genitals, after an attack was made against them. There is a whole lot…