Billy and I had the opportunity to attend one of Oceana’s Tantra Retreats for couples. Oceana asked me to write an article and I offered a painting to go with it (ala billy).
So while I was writing my article, I was watching billy go through the process of creating a painting, and the process was fascinating. A metaphor for dissolving and merging as the painting moved from one idea into another. I wrote this poem in response.
tantra art
I am watching you
paint me and you
as a cellular blur
a chakra merge
a tide of colours
moving in and
outside, boundaries
dissolving, form
melting
beautiful images
dyeing on your page
after a rush of inspiration
beautiful images
dying in our minds
like perspiration
I’m laughing at how
this individual spark
You. I. coming together
isn’t a loss of my self, rather
I am more aware
Read the article for Oceana’s Tantric Getaway
Tags: 2009, art, Billy, consciousness, self awareness, tantra
