The Suchness of Reality

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  I uploaded this painting a while ago and it just sits in the side bar in “drafts” cause I dont know why exactly I uploaded it so I thought I would use it first. This used to be my favorite painting (that I have painted) as it seems to convey a certain mood.

 

 I had moved to Kimberly B.C to do a practicum (2006) and was spending alot of time alone, writing and painting and just doing those kinds of things. I started to really witness the universal reality of sadness and the absolute connection with all around me. It was an interesting time in my life. I was overcome with intense feelings of sadness almost all the time for a period. It was a very transformational experience.

The whole thing of it is just the reality of existence, things fade in and out of existence and we are faced with life and death everywhere we look, it is only a matter of opening our hearts and our minds to what else is going on around us. We need only begin to move a little away from our egoic existence in order to begin to witness the world – and our own egos – in a different way. We are terrified as individuals to really embrace sadness, but sadness and emotional intensity does not have to be something to fear. As we look further intraspectively through contemplation,  meditation, and yoga (I also use art for meditative and reflective purposes) we the grip of the ego begins to loosen and provide a newfound freedom that we never thought was possible. I will quote the Heart Sutra here as it gives such a great description of this;

            O Shariputra, form is no other than emptiness,

            Emptiness no other than form;

            Form is precisely emptiness,

            Emptiness is precisely form.

            Sensation, perception, reaction, and consciousness are also like this.

            O Shariputra, all things are expressions of emptiness:

            Not born, not destroyed; not stained, not pure; neither waxing nor waning 

 

 

This is a great conversation between the Buddha and one of his students. I feel that the Sutra really speaks volumes to challenge what we think we know about everything around us. Another quote I did want to include and comment on is in regards to therapy (as a therapist). This quote is from Mark Epstein who is a Buddhist psychiatrist out of  New York:

 The traditional view of therapy as building up the self simply does not do justice to what we actually seek from the therapeutic process. We are looking for a way to feel more real, but we do not realize that to feel more real we have to push ourselves further into the unknown.

Such a great quote to give us a new perspective on things when we are looking at life and especially the internal verses the external reality. As we look outside of our “selves” and build our “selves” up more and more we begin distance from the consciousness that we are. To feel “more real” as Epstein says, one must begin to look at the structure of “self” itself, and deconstruct certain “fixations” and “illusions” through the process of what many others  call inquiry. As Maharshi states; “Self-inquiry is to focus the entire mind at its source. It is not, therefore, a case of one ‘I’ searching for another ‘I.’ 

 

So to start simply take up the contemplative practice of “who am I?” It is not just a thought “who am I?” It is a contemplation on “who am I?”  Not thinking about it, contemplating it. Similar to a Zen koan in which it is a question that may take the practitioner years to answer, or realize that there is no answer, the self-inquiry of “who am I?” is a long deconstructive process by which we can begin to know Self/consciousness. Enjoy…

 

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A Simple Koan

I have been doing a lot of responses to what my unconscious mind seems to put down on a canvas or paper or whatever I am using at the time. This is just the simple process of expressive arts and using art as a path in itself. Anyway, the piece iself is oil pastel, and is called

 

Fluffy Bunnies: Theres Heaven, Theres Hell, then there is the Balance of NOthing that lies in-between. 

Fluffy Bunnies: Theres Heaven, Theres Hell, then there is the Balance of NOthing in-between

So that is the piece itself, here is the response to it, note I tend to have many images of faces turn up in almost everyone of my paintings. The unconscious is an interesting thing.

A Simple Koan:

 

Faces,

            Faces,

                        Faces with no face at all,

 

To whom to come;

            To whom to fall,

                        For they have no names at all,

 

The Faces…

                                       So many Faces,

                        Eyes seem to call,

 

“nothing”…

                        “nothing at all.”

 

For it is only in my mind,

            That there is such a grind,

                        To create such a scheme,

                                    Or,

                                                Is it all just a dream?

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One

One

Pulsating pathways,

                A flexible muse

                                Rolling & twisting,

                                                Cracking and vulnerable.

 

The Rhythm is earth,

                The world interconnected.

                                Weaving the pearl within,

                                                Aching waves of movement.

 

Ancient unions,

                Historic relationships;

                                Journey.

                                                Far reaching strength.

 

Wisdom and guidance,

                Braiding ball and chain

                                Intertwined forever;

                                                Life.

Balancing noose,

                Fluid breath,

                                Shaking in infinity;

                                                Beyond.

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HDR Frenzy

Cemetary Gate HDR

The last couple days, the sun has decided to come out to say hello, so I decided to go and greet this wonderful entity. The interesting part of it all was, the sun decided to play hide and go seek all day long. The lighting changed drastically from moment to moment, a lot like life. Nothing remains stagnant, only movement, death and rebirth. So I spent the afternoon in a cemetery. What a beautiful place to go. The trees all have so much character and depth, while even situated off a busy road (although the other side backs onto the huge coolie in Lethbridge) it was silent. Giving me lots of time to reflect and appreciate the interconnectedness of life and death, family and attachments. There is so much wisdom that can radiate from a tree. I think that we can learn so much from a tree when it all comes down to it. When a storm comes, they just go with the flow, roots grounded and balanced. Not trying to resist what is.

 

I want to face life like a tree…Tree in a Puddle

So this shot up top is one of the few that I took for an HDR. Then I thought I would try to unwrap it all in photomatrix as well. Quite happy with this shot here as well….

Psychedellic tree

Also did a decided to take my orange cokin filter to see what it could do with HDR, the orange filter seems to pick up very well when it is a little bit cloudy or has that grey lighting outside; which was the case when I took the shot. Its a little weird, but it is what it is.

Walkway to everyones fate

And last but not least, I ripped home after the cemetary in the afternoon grabbed some food and when out to an area I have never been before that is a few minutes away from my house. The colors were sort of muted, so I thought that I would also have the HDR reflect that, it sort of fades in and out of color and is really surreal. I posted a bunch more shots on flickr, if you are interested as well as these shots in full size.  Please enjoy and comment if you like it or hate it or what, I am good either way.

Going Southwest

 

 

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Breaks in Reality

After looking at some of my writing I am thinking I will try and add one piece a day, or maybe more. This piece gives a good sense of the experience of no-self and the fear and madness that can ensue when one cannot slow down the mind. Slowing down the mind has been a real struggle for me since I began this journey and is becoming a key to my own sanity really. The mind acts as the self trying to grasp onto something to come back into existence, but it is only a construct of who we think that we are. We are all in fact just one; one entity that continues through life not recognizing the freedom in oneness, wholeness. It is a beautiful thing to access this state and other states of reality that we do not see regularly. This can be done through many different forms of meditation as well as many other avenues, but can take years. As Alex Grey puts it, “These or other related methods may trigger experiences that take the aspirant from a mundane perception of reality, wherein objects seem separate and composed of only material properties, to a view of divine unity with boundless depth of dimension and meaning.” (The Mission of Art).

So next time you experience reality in a new or different way, open your heart, not your mind, and see where the universe leads you. Hopefully you can go back home! 

 

 

 

Breaks

 

The self has died

Only to give way to a vast energy which can not be described accurately

It penetrates all layers

Cutting into nowhere and everywhere

Numb body

Dull vision

Racing mind

Frantic energy

            Unable to come back to the body

            Intensity comes through all areas of the vehicle

            Gone, gone, beyond gone

            This new dimension in which there is no release

Loud

Hurting ears

Penetrating essence

Crunching leaves

            Paranoia sets in and I can not handle it

            Stepping over anything that will break silence

            Fear of all that may be

            I can not hide from the essence of this experience

Anger

Insanity

Loss of control

Suicidal

            I am overcome with the guilty pleasure

            I want to get revenge and leave this body

            Release this nothing into nothingness

            Where it fucking belongs!

Crazy

Nuts

Psychotic

Rage

            It can no longer be done

            There is no solace from the madness

            No ground to stand on

            Only vast luminous emptiness

Surrender

Calm

Beauty

Sadness

            Stillness

                        Love

 

2006-2009 Kyler Evans, All rights reserved.

NOTE: Permission for the use of my images is granted for personal websites and blogs (THAT MEANS NO ADDS AND NO SELLING OF ANY KIND) but must include a link back to this site and proper credit given to me for my work, Kyler Evans.

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I am

I have a notebook that I leave in my truck so I can write on the go if I NEED TO or feel drawn to do so. It usually just sits in the truck, but it is in the house at the moment, so I thought I would share a few writings and poems. This was written in January of 2007, post egoic death. This experience to which I am talking about is not metaphorical, it was a felt sense of what was going on for me at the time. writing has helped me to make more sense of some of these experiences and integrate them into my everyday consciousness. I have also created many paintings to do a similar thing (will post as I find). But here is the poem;

 

I am

 

The sounds vibrate through me,

Although, I am not here,

Nor there

 

I choose my steps carefully,

As the universe is all that,

I am.

 

The path, the leaves,

The wind, this body, the sky,

All “me”

 

Vast, silencing, piercing energy,

Cutting through the mind,

Sanity is disturbed

 

There is no running or hiding from this,

No end, or beginning,

Infinite

 

The mind is not designed for this,

The eyes bear a heavy burden,

They see all

 

Hundreds of thousands of eyes,

That see and feel,

Itself.

 

2006-2009 Kyler Evans, All rights reserved.

NOTE: Permission for the use of my images is granted for personal websites and blogs (THAT MEANS NO ADDS AND NO SELLING OF ANY KIND) but must include a link back to this site and proper credit given to me for my work, Kyler Evans.

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A Journey Begins with a Small Step

Life is a crazy place to be sometimes, and this is why I am setting this blog up. I still don’t really get the whole “blog,” “website,” and whatever else things. But, nevertheless, I have somehow amassed a website (www.arisingphoenix.ca) which is still under construction due to my amazing webpage building abilities, but can be used with the back button from the home page (sorry that’s what I got for now). I could not really decide whether the website would be personal or more business focused. So here is the more personal part of what I am putting out on the web. This blog will mostly encompass; creativity, poetry, visual art, photography, psychology, Spirituality*, philosophy, and whatever else you can call whatever it is that I am always writing, thinking, living, breathing, and sometimes avoiding cause it is a little much. You have to feel some empathy (not sympathy, this is an important distinction in life and all should understand that sympathy is actually somewhat harmful. If you don’t know Google it…) for my wife; she has to live with me and is the one who suggested this blog to communicate my wannabe artesianism.

And that is that for the time being. I will leave you with a quote; “the spiritual path is not fun–better not being it. if you must begin, then go all the way, because if you begin and quit, the unfinished business you have left behind begins to haunt you all the time” (Chogyam Trungpa, The Myth of Freedom)

*I once understood the meaning of this word, but now I don’t really know what it means, it is too household a name to have much meaning to me now, but I will suppose that maybe it is not that way for all.