"The Promise of Cycles"
Acrylic on Canvas 24 in. X 24 in.
Life is changing for a lot of people. I might soon (or imminently) be out of a job. It has been a possibility for a while, but now it seems a lot more sudden. I was afraid. And sad. Completely at the mercy of pessimism and negativity. How does one rid themselves of these feelings?
Some people have religion to turn to at times like this. Some people say God has a plan. Is there a cosmic agenda in my life, or in anyone's life? Are we that separate from our world that it exist FOR US, as merely a setting? In which our patterns of being are ruled? Or is the opposite true, in which there exists a state of "chaos" in which the plans and motives of our lives become disrupted? Or can we see evidence of the mobile patterns of being IN nature?
The Bible says "To everything there is a season". The Buddhists call it Samsara. The Zen masters called it Dharma. The Atheists call it Continuous Probablility Distribution.
This sunset is how I see that metaphor. There are nothing but cycles and patterns in nature. There is no chaos. And that is comforting.
Acrylic on Canvas 24 in. X 24 in.
Life is changing for a lot of people. I might soon (or imminently) be out of a job. It has been a possibility for a while, but now it seems a lot more sudden. I was afraid. And sad. Completely at the mercy of pessimism and negativity. How does one rid themselves of these feelings?
Some people have religion to turn to at times like this. Some people say God has a plan. Is there a cosmic agenda in my life, or in anyone's life? Are we that separate from our world that it exist FOR US, as merely a setting? In which our patterns of being are ruled? Or is the opposite true, in which there exists a state of "chaos" in which the plans and motives of our lives become disrupted? Or can we see evidence of the mobile patterns of being IN nature?
The Bible says "To everything there is a season". The Buddhists call it Samsara. The Zen masters called it Dharma. The Atheists call it Continuous Probablility Distribution.
This sunset is how I see that metaphor. There are nothing but cycles and patterns in nature. There is no chaos. And that is comforting.
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