Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Ben's Portrait is finished
I finally finished benjo's portrait- about a month longer than I thought it would take ...not that the labor was so intense; but rather, digesting the subject in order to find the finishing images was. He was there in the studio every day and we worked on other things postponing his "finishing". You know : the painting is dead when it is finished - the give and take finished. Benjo represented all the things he should for me-- Abandonment: as an act of birth and death(first we are abandoned into this life by the universe and then we have to be abandoned by the very life we didn't ask to be part of at the time when we most need it)--Heroism: many before us recognize the heroic act of life itself; in its solitariness, as we seek the thing which we are that does not die--Youth: Ben was me at his age and I watched with as cold an eye as I could his dance with his impermanence.--Death: I asked my hospice patient before he passed away what it was like to be 92, hoping to get an in site into the nature of impending death.He answered by stating loudly that he was 93! We have no reference to the state of dying and can not know it until we meet it. But in Ben I came as close as I could to it and all the simple gifts of life that are so evident then; love and compassion, trust, giving, honesty and respect, and finally the strength of living in reality and acceptance of all that life gives us. So Ben is done and floats smiling in Davey Jones Locker with a couple a cute mermaids and a big Yellow Tail Fish. As the pain of attachment wanes the real truth of the power of his existence becomes clearer, clearest, crystal clean. He is in all of us and we are his continuation. Love Ya Ben! Beck
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Selected Bibliography
- Addiction to Love-Susan Peabody
- Autobiography of a Face- Lucy Grealy
- Buddhism Without Beliefs- Stephen Batchelor
- Can You Become a Creature of New Habits?- Jane Rae-Dupree NYTimes May 4 2008
- Cold Mountain- Han Shan
- East of Ego: The intersection of Narcissistic Personality and Buddhist Practice- Pilar Jennings (article investigates the potential psychological dangers of Eastern spiritual practice when undertaken by a narcissistic practitioner) Journal of Religion and Health,vol46,No.1,March 2007
- Ego Death
- Freeing Yourself From the Narcissist in Your Life- Linda Martine-Lewi
- Going to Pieces Without Falling Apart- Mark Epstein
- In Focus: Marion Woodman
- Kundalini
- Leaving My Fathers House,a Journey to Conscious Femininity- Marion Woodman
- Marion Woodman- 'Dancing in the Flames-the Dark Goddess in the transformation of Conciousness
- Mother Goddess as Kali
- Nonzero- the Logic of Human Destiny Robert Wright
- Rumi The Book of Love- poems of ecstacy and longing
- Secret of the Vajra World- Reginald A Ray
- The Agnostic Buddhist:Secular Vision of Dharma Practice- Stephen Batchelor
- The Art of Worldly Wisdom - Baltasar Gracian
- The Day the Voices Stopped- Ken Steele
- The Mind and the Brain- Jeffrey Schwartz and Sharon Begley
- The Neural Buddhists-op ed columnist David Brooks,NYTimes,May 13 2008
- The Pregnant Virgin,a Process of Psychological Transformation- Marion Woodman
- The Ravaged Bridegroom,Masculinity in Women- Marion Woodman
- Train Your Mind Change Your Brain-Sharon Bagley
- True Love- Thich Nhat Hanh
- Video: Deep Water
- Video: God and Buddha
- Video: The Power Of Myth- Joe Campbell
- Video: The Robert A.F.Thurman Collection
- Video: Touching the Void
- White on Black- Rubin Gallego
- Zen Mind, Beginners Mind- Shunryu Suzuki
Chair
In Jungian analysis a big chair is the Virgin's lap-or is it the mother's? I want it to be the Crones'- nestle in and drink from the grail
Mom
In contemporary relationships Psyche and Aphrodite are often confused,. Women who are genuinely attempting to differentiate their Virgin out from their Mother try to speak their own truth. If their partner is still stuck in Mother-still thinking that femininity is only mothering(mother providing a safe cherishing container in which life grows)-he experiences her truth as a judgment.Or the interchange can happen with the man having a more finely honed feminine voice than his wife, in which case she may experience HIS truth as judgment passed on HER. As the Virgin and Mother mature into Crone and the Crone speaks w the sharp tone that shocks and alarms others again the woman may be looked on as the negative Mother voice. As soon as that old pattern surfaces the infantile judge and blame games are resumed. If we can remember that once the old archetypal patterns start to resonate, the individual is no longer present-it may make getting out for a walk an easy journey to the door......
Quotes from Marion Woodman's book "The Ravaged Bridegroom"
---Somewhere along the line slaying became simply an act of murder instead of a means to transformation.
Murder is rooted in the ego needs for power and domination. Sacrifice is rooted in the ego's surrender to the guidance of the self in order to transform destructive, although perhaps comfortable, energy patterns into the creative flow of life...
---In other words the grounding of the life force in the lowest chakra has to be secure, open to the energies of the earth, before the radience of the spirit can take up residence.
Here is where an addiction can be the royal road to the unconscious, and while the road is sometimes lost in a barnyard, it may find itself in a stable with a divine child lying in a manger, the cattle hardly distinguishable from the wise men. The danger of falling backinto addiction keeps addicts walking with eyes wide open, knowing now tat the addiction has brought the suffering that is forcing them to connect to their body at the deepest level, with the awareness of light in the body, and with the love of Sophia that radiates all life. At this level of consciousness they are able to draw on the strength of the self to face moment by moment the darkest corner of their addiction...
Crucifiction- Marion Woodman
This condition of the crucifiction, then, is a symbolic expression for the state of extreme conflict, where one simply has to give up, where one no longer knows, where one almost loses ones' mind. Out of that condition grows the thing which is really fought for. For Nietsche, it would be the birth of he Superman. We would say it was the birth of self....
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise-let it go it
was sworn to
go
let them go-the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers-you must let them go they
were born
to go
let all go-the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things-let all go
dear
so comes love
-ee.cummings