...one week in india

i am beyond words....

my whole reality has changed 100%

the food i eat..

the people i see...

the language,

the trees, the birds, the sky, the smells..even me.....

a little about where i am currently....

in a place called Bodhgaya, India. in the state of Bihar, which is known to be one of the poorest in the country...

but im lucky to be in a small pocket of peace compared to the rest of the country...

i am writing to you 200 meters from where Buddha attained enlightenment...

this small town is a mecca for Buddhists and non and i can say for sure there is an amazing energy here that

i cannot describe. there is a temple for every asian country...

i am humbled to be allowed to experience life here...

The local people still pump their own water, milk their own cows, most have 8-12 brothers and sisters...

they work hard...haggling tourists...plowing fields with ox..carrying me around on their bicycle rickshaw, they build their own houses, cook in earthen stoves....self sufficient but will not put down their cell phone...

its hot & humid...thank you Okinawa for preparing my body for this...

i have started my study at Bodhichitra Thangka painting school where i study with 8 other students. The two teachers are local, one french lady student, other kids are local kids between the ages of 14-20...they are so pure..

one week into it and i must say i love it. i study monday- saturday 9-5.

the rest of the time i spend enjoying the temples and drinking chai :P

So thats just 10% of it.

But I felt the need to share because you all are the energy that carried me here.

I am so thankful for everyone that helped me start this journey with your kind advice, donations, purchasing artwork and tshirts...

and by simply encouraging me to follow my dream.

its only been a week...but im getting my mind blown from so many different directions already...

ive yet to process everything...but ill keep yall updated...

post photos soon...

take care, much love & namaste

flowers for your beautiful ideas
flowers for our foolishness

-Discrible A Arc, the cops are inside us

accepting Perfection....

painting for Garcia's

The River is Flowing Fast

You have been telling the people that this is
Now you must go back and tell them that this
And there are things to be considered:

Where are you living?
What are you doing?
What are your relationships?
Where is your water?
Know your garden.

It is time to speak your Truth.
Be good to each other,
And do not look outside yourself
for the leader.

This could be a good time.
There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift
that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold onto the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart,
and they will suffer greatly.

Know the river has its destination.
The Elders say we must let go of the shore,
push off into the middle of the river,
keep our eyes open and our heads above water.
See who is in there with you and celebrate.

At this time in history,
we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all, ourselves.
For the moment that we do,
our spiritual growth and journey
comes to a halt.

The time of the lone wolf is over.
Gather yourselves!
Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude
and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done
in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for.

The Elders
Oraibi, Arizona
Hopi Nation

The very nature of life suggests energy in constant flux; movement in an everylasting dance of cause and effect. Nature presents unpredictability wrapped up in repeating cycles. We are certain of elements that are attached to different aspects of our own life experiences, yet we are often unprepared for them. It is this push and pull, the contrast between rest and movement, predictability and the unexpected, that preps the stage for transformation on either a collective or personal level. We are searching for the visual representation of metamorphosis.

"We all form self-images and much of our behavior is pretty well determined by how we feel about ourselves.

mada ikiteruzo

dancing

strine

A human being is a part of the whole called by us "the universe" a part limited in time and space.  He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest--a kind of optical delusion of consciousness.  this delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and affection for a few persons nearest to us.  Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening the circle of understanding and compassion to embreace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty >Sir Albert Einstien