Two Autumn Leaves

 

 

Two Autumn Leaves

 

6 x 12 x 1 1/2 Oil on Canvas

 

$125

 

Aloha & Happy month of November!  The show opening was a huge success and we had a turn out of at least 50 people.  Thank you to all who were able to attend!  For those of you that couldn't make it... the exhibit should be up at least through the end of the year.  So head down to Stockbridge for a latte and some r&r while taking in the new art on the walls!  You can't miss my dragonfly!

 

The piece above was created from two leaves I found while out on one of may walks down Old Stockbridge Road........

 

We are kicking around the idea of a poetry reading sometime this month so to get you all in the mood here is one of my favorite pieces by Rumi called The Inner Garments of Love.  I actually use this piece in one of my Yoga Nidra scripts too and people love it! (read aloud it's better!)

 

A soul which is not clothed

with the inner garment of Love

should be ashamed of its existence.

 

Be drunk with Love,

for Love is all that exists.

Where is intimacy found

if not in the give and take of Love.

 

If they ask what Love is,

say; the sacrifice of will.

If you have not left your will behind,

You have no will at all.

 

The lover is a king of kings

with both worlds beneath him;

and a king does not regard

what lies at his feet.

 

Only Love and the lover

can resurrect beyond time.

Give your heart to this;

the rest is secondhand.

 

How long will you embrace

a lifeless beloved?

Embrace that entity

to which nothing can cling.

 

What sprouts up every spring

will wither and die by autumn,

but the rose garden of Love

Is always green.

 

Both the rose and the thorn

appear together in spring,

and the wine of the grape

is not without its headaches.

 

Don’t be an impatient

bystander on this path -----

by God there’s no death

worse than expectation

 

Set your heart on hard cash

if you are not counterfeit,

and listen to this advice

if you are not a slave.

 

Don’t falter on the horse

of the body; go more lightly on foot.

God gives wings to those

who are not content to ride an ass.

 

Let go of your worries

and be completely clear-hearted,

like the face of a mirror

that contains no images.

 

When it is empty of forms,

all forms are contained in it.

No face would be ashamed

to be so clear.

 

If you want a clear mirror,

behold yourself

and see the shameless truth

which the mirror reflects.

 

If metal can be polished

to a mirror like finish,

What polishing might the mirror

of the heart require?

 

Between the mirror and the heart

is this single difference:

the heart conceals secrets,

while the mirror does not…

artwork available at www.sophiemuseum.com/purchase