ByGiora Carmi
The night before this one, when the pain came, I released the fear, the tensions in the body resulting from the pain and the expectations that it will come again, I released sadness and the madness that drives this pain, that something that motivates it to come. When I did all these, which took some…
ByGiora Carmi
It is around 4AM. The pain does not let me sleep. I am exhausted. My eyes itch. If I sit and meditate, my head falls and I fall asleep sitting, but I wake up because I am about to fall from bed. When I lie down the pain increases and I can’t sleep. I come…
ByGiora Carmi
As you know, I draw without knowing what I do. I just listen to impulses and hints. I see a color in my imagination; I take it. I look at the watercolor box and my eyes fall on blue; I start with blue. The lines decide where they want to go. And sometimes when I…
ByGiora Carmi
It started with this drawing. It gives a sense of earth on the lower left, a plant pot standing in the middle. Up to here it all looks normal, except for some dark rot in the earth. But then a few horizontal views of fields grow in lines from the right side of the pot….
ByGiora Carmi
Strange times. I know I am getting more into the depth of who I am, where it starts to feel more like the truth than the way I feel toward the outside world. The outside world starts being perceived more and more a manifestation of the inner world. Even if it impresses on me its…
ByGiora Carmi
Still a lot of pain visits my left foot and some visits my right foot too. There are changes in the pain and in where it is all the time. I sit on the bed and talk with A. I look at my left foot and realize that new muscles have grown there. There is…
ByMichelle Adam
Richard tells me it may take a shaman, a medicine man, two years to calm me down. It seems his way of warning me of the dangers of my full energy—the danger of trying to direct the flow too much. I do feel fairly out of control, and yet, I seem calmer about it than I usually am. Maybe it’s…
ByGiora Carmi
I look at the blog and read the last two entries. I feel love. As if this is someone else who is going through his adventure of becoming clear. I always marvel when I see other people release subconscious material and become lighter. What can be more heartwarming than that? It is I who is…
ByGiora Carmi
I feel the soles of my feet – I did not feel them for some fifteen years. It starts with a 3AM drawing. 3AM is a good time to draw intuitively, because even though you are not asleep obviously, you are asleep to some degree, and it is all for good. I draw with my nose…
ByGiora Carmi
For a long while there was only the pain. Well almost. It did not leave me day and night. It went closer to the skin and became stronger and harder to take. I thought it would go away in a day, two days, three.. but it stayed for three or four weeks. Today I had…
ByGiora Carmi
This is the first drawing. The mountain of resistance (that we saw in the previous posting) has become the farmer, walking away from his fields. He has a jacket and a bag and has one leg. The other one is cut off. His fields have become his shadow. He has a wing that is heavy….
ByGiora Carmi
I do a drawing. I listen to an interview with Sandra Anne Taylor. What I hear makes sense to me. There is a place to put a question in, like in a chat box. She will answer some of the questions that will be put to her. I write. I know she will answer me….