Water

 

there is a wave inside my body

a heated flank

a slow tsunami

pulling upward like tongue

or soul

sliding my notes

taking my wounds….

it follows a soothing

determined path

a pink wash sweeping

a dark pink purpose,

it loosens me

it releases me

I glide like wings

melting floss

becoming

a rush

of

clean

water

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The Universal Gyro an Ode to John Olsen

 

The Universal Gyro an Ode to John Olsen

a love poem based on my un remembered experience of being John Olsen’s Paintbrush

 

small feet

splayed toes

pink and muddy

blue speckled eggs

fingers circling pulsing ankles,

in a warm gyroscopic grip

swirling, swinging

a glorious golden touch,

harmony

singing the stars

speaking ancient universe

spraying light and landing like the sun

a soft, deliberate welcoming

a hot orange disintegration

melting space… funnelling….

channelling mystery.

Painted poetry

my extraordinary Midas

 

http://www.artofkundalini.com

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Begging The Dance

 

the deep pit

the hollow… the way in

a reception

a meeting

a hand holding ceremony

they spin my spine

in light of the heart

feet soft

pounding

generating

sluicing into the microcosmic nakedness

it is art this dance

a revelation

a ladder

of stretched intention

dense with bone

with

structure

guarded by angel thoughts

sometimes dark

huge winged creatures that ask to see your certainty before letting you pass

we name them,

Beelzebub

Lucifer

we name them

Michael and Raphael

we name them

they are our grave thoughts our winged irony

our need

protecting us…

standing tall..

begging the dance

in the way

of

the

climb

 

see more art

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#2 To the edges ~ an arty feeling game

 

I will be adding a post like this each week to encourage my friends to play emotional/art games with me ….

 

Does art trigger emotion in you?

 

My body can react quite strongly both negatively and positively to a piece of art. And as an emotional intelligence educator and an artist

I am very curious to understand this more deeply.

I have created a space on my website to play with and research the way art effects people physically/emotionally/spiritually.

If you would like to play please go to this link >>

Click on the link to play an arty feeling game with us. when I get enough comments on the website as in more than two :) I will draw a winner

Click here>>  http://www.artofkundalini.com/play-with-me

Thankyou , I really appreciate your time,

love Arna

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the blue line

 

The eddy

the vortex

the eye

THE I

the blue line……

I bring to me

the universe

on the palm of my hand,

a twirling harmony.

I bring the sheets of jewelled air

palleting around in

thick knifing strokes

around

around

around

like ribbons…..

the core

the pearl

spinning,

within me

containing,

caressing

the vertical blue

the centre

the conduit

middle earth and heaven…..

the heat the ice

one point of complex vibration

unbroken

perfect

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Art and Emotions

 

Does art trigger emotions in you?

My body can react quite strongly both negatively and positively to a piece of art. And as an emotional intelligence educator and an artist

I am very curious to understand this more deeply.

I have created a space on my website to play with and research the way art effects people physically/emotionally/spiritually.

If you would like to play please go to this link >>

Click on the link to play an arty feeling game with us. when I get enough comments on the website as in more than two :) I will draw a winner http://www.artofkundalini.com/play-with-me

Thankyou , I really appreciate your time, love Arna

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The Apex Moment

Apex

a sharp and slippery slope and I AM

grappling with air, competing with no beast for the elusive spark

pleading with invisible for succour

a nipple will do, a godly one

oh lay my rushes across the soft

help me to my sinking through

rest my heavy boulder deep in  your warm invitation

stroke me with your wise exuberance, I plead your namelessness

words are sliding borne on unkempt desire

fountaining from my wet throat

curled around my trembling tongue

sitting like sugar on blossoming lips

and in the subsiding

I find myself

outstretched

guts pushed

forward

on

ONE

Big

toe

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Sugar Butter Wool

 

What an orchestration!

my memories become the earth

the beauty here

this expansive kaleidoscope of regulated chaos

Does it come from my eyes?

How do we spin so smoothly?

Is it in accordance with the hand of God?

I am a blanket of grass

A ray of awareness

A mouthful of dirt

I am bouncing, knees up

on the moon

How do we caress space?

UNIFIED
DELIBERATE

OH

the deliciousness

fingers are in my heart

mixing rainbows

fingers grinding

sugar

butter

wool

fire and water

a tapestry of clever air

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