Water Is My Soul
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.
I thought I was alone
But there is the view of a higher self
Mentors and spirit guides
And all the multitudes in the spirit worlds
And the multitudes in flesh
The eternal, unmoved, but supporting unification
Ceaselessly.
In every moment and experience that I have I hear his voice saying
Come to me
Be me
Be All
And see, there is uniqueness in being all I am
There is being as a process
Tuning in to it and allowing
Then I become.
This is who I am: Becoming.
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.
