During one of my hospital visits, a patient said he was "trying not to feel angry." How do we try not to feel something? The painting process, along with Rumi's poem, The Guest House, allowed me to explore a response.
Rather than defending a dualistic approach to life, couldn't we entertain that the emotions of sorrow and joy run simultaneous and parallel inside a person? One outstretching leads to suffering, whereas the same posture expresses ecstasy.
This painting is titled “Theotokos” or God-bearer. It is my version of the Nativity and includes the usual angels, shepherds, kings and a star. The most significant difference is that my baby Jesus is not swaddled and resting in a manger of hay. Instead, we encounter this incredible birthing event as it happens.
My inner child shows up in this painting as a reminder to listen to the essential self or what some might call the soul. Simultaneously, she looks to the SOURCE of life (notice the letters) in the skies for guidance .