Flying to the Night – Soulfully Connecting

The pilot is still hot
From life
Memories
Scratch him like stars

But the fields grow dark
The sun gets caught in a barn
The wheat stalks lower
Their heads

And as the pilot still flies
Through the dust of the world
The lakes underneath
Go deep to no bottom.

My friend told me he is getting ready to die, and he is not afraid.

As long as he lives, he said, he does what he likes to do.

I placed it in my mouth, as you do with unknown food, waiting for the taste to show up.

I did the painting that you have here, not knowing what I do, as is always the case, except for being loyal to my sense of beauty.

Then I wrote the words that came.

I used to be a graphic designer and an illustrator. I became involved with the Chan Meditation Center and studied meditation and Buddhist knowledge with the late Master Sheng-yen from Taiwan. For twelve years I was in a process of deepening my meditation. I had many more experiences and insights and my life changed. After having illustrated more than 40 children’s books and writing two of them, I left this career too and went to New York University to study art therapy.

You can see more about Giora’s work on his blog and website