Flying Meditation
There is much I have been given here at Red Bubble. I am passionate about exposing where I get inspiration from when It comes from one of you.
Billyboy as of late left a comment on one of my pieces (a tribute to two inspired artists) called
Pelican for T.C. and David Friederich
I was so in awe of his comment and it’s poetic value, I took the flavor of the comment and made it into a Collab. We are both present for this and the end result is that both of us did indeed intend this to be as it is in it’s finished form.
I have taken time to learn a bit more on how to be more useful and sincere when writing comments to others. I do not do it always as time for me does not seem to allow for such involved writing, however I see with new eyes as I receive such amazing lessons from one such as he.
Thank you Billy, you have been a huge part of my growth here at RB as an artist, via seeing with new eyes and ways to express my joy as Creator and Co-Creator.
Flying Meditation
Flying Meditation belongs to the following groups:
ABSTRACT DIGITAL ART AND WRITING, Core [C.O.R.E], Feminine Intent (LIMIT TWO IMAGES PER DAY), in-between, Nirvana (Only 1 photographic art and 1 written work will be accepted per day ), The Art of Intrigue 2/24, THE SISTERHOOD and Up & Coming WritersMeditation,
A view in front of me
Consuming Me.
I am flying and in-between
There is my lofty view
And nothing else,
No Sound
No Breeze,
Not even a source of light
Every distraction vanishes
On these wooded hills,
Gone, subdued and shrouded
By the mists
By the tone
Monochrome, just
Positioning myself to the background
Where too,
No reference
No context
exists,
Just me,
Like a bird in flight
Negotiating nothing
Arriving no where,
Coming from
A notion called forever.
Art form
Formless
Faith.
By Billy Boy and Linaji
2009
Gregory John O...
Good work. Very peaceful !!!!
linaji replied
Gregory.. appreciate your view.. indeed it is a peaceful place when one can appreciate life.xox
billyboy
I have just passed through so many shades of red reading your intro to this…
But I have to say that for me, the depth of comment is directly proportional to the depth of inspiration.
What I am trying to say is that without your art, there would have been no comment.
Sounds like, duh… but BabyJi, I just calls `em like I sees `em.
A masterpiece by a gorgeous and amazing soul.
x2u
linaji replied
I have added this sidebar and the poem to the photograph
here
I think it would be easy for me to go on for quite sometime, infact go and research the comments you have made to so many here at RB ..then extract the Gold from each of them and create more work for me!! (yikes!!) Golden and fresh and alive! don’t tempt me!!
there is a limit on finding a word to try and convey the depth of joy in which one feels in their heart …Unlimited Appreciation for what you bring into my life. I know you do this for others as I have followed you a bit and seen the connection and the happiness that the artist has felt when you leave one of your views on their work.
No better a compliment paid than knowing that what has moved the artist has moved another also..
back 2u muchxox
Judi Taylor
Lovely collab. Words that are shared are the energy of understanding, caring and wisdom. LIna, you and Billy have shared much in this piece. :)
linaji replied
Hey Sweetheart.. always steady and kind.. well, sometimes.. Love you so. and your are right we have shared much on this piece, it is a tribute to Art expanding right before ones’ eyes!! xoxo
Andrew Price
Very good combination.
linaji replied
Andrew he is my mouse!!
Larasolnishko
Beautiful immaginative writing, enjoyed and amased how easy you can write such a difficult consept on meditation.
linaji replied
I want a poem from my Lara!
Tom Broderick IPA
great. tom
linaji replied
HI TOM.. hope your day is going well..mine just started!!! sending you a hug!
Mary Ann Reilly
love how art can be remade, reconsidered, renewed into something different.
linaji replied
I could do this with so much of his comments.. infact I just may!! saves me thinking of all the cool words you find in a poem.. tee hee.. Not.. well.. maybe….smile.. very small smile….
coffeetea
truly flying….....now great work!
linaji replied
you have been so very kind!! I am honored!
Assef Al-Jundi
a wonderful meditation, and an inspiring communication~
linaji replied
the vibe dear friend.. yes? xox
Danilo Lejardi
Love this!
linaji replied
Wow thanks so much Danilo!
Marion Chapman
....by the tone, monochrome…. Love that line. Great poem!!
Keith Reesor
Fantastic collaboration!! :)
linaji replied
Hi Keith, I sure do love to work with others!!
nkbellani
great.
linaji replied
kinda like you dear.. GREAT! XOOXXOXOXOXOXOX
nkbellani
i thought you loved me?...xox
linaji replied
Kumarji.. my love for you is solid as a rock!! Now let me fly..ok? you know for Souls.. like us.. it is forever.. silly bee.
nkbellani
Have a great day…
RosaCobos
Des-personalization..
essence of meditation.
hard…
no name to myself,
named so many times..
the echo is the seagull..
yes.. the bird of pray,
fisher in emotions
and gliding along
winds of wisdom.
You are on your way,
and share the same terrain
of groundless devotion.
Void without fear..
fearing steps…
in the middle… of
what…?
Rosa (perfect Lina… calls to me inside…)
linaji replied
Sweet Rosa.. much much thanks and Love.. xoxo
Tom Broderick IPA
tom loves hugs.
linaji replied
I love to hug tom
Larasolnishko
Well well well, what can i say? I wrote for you something as you insist me writing to you in my poor english…lol
I was born in a body of a human but with a wing of the bird. Love to fly always.
With such a rich imagination it wasn’t a problem to imagine myself flying as a bird
Flying as a bird – a joy from the age of 5 or 7, as far as I remember
Such a pleasure flying in my sweet dreams to meet my friends and relatives
First fly I took over Pacific Ocean on a Kuril islands…
Flying as a girl over the roof in my grandmother house with trembling heart age of 12
Flying over the frozen city of Neryngri in winter, temperature -35, The nature were frozen for 8 months games for kids were skiing and sledging with friends after long school days.
My bird were gracefully flying over Krimnia and Black Sea in a summer holidays
I used to be tall and slim like a Stork, I remember wearing a beautiful white coat when I first time date
Each time my heart was flying when I ring a bell of his home.
The big bird, called an airplane took me away from him on big wings and flew me to another part of the world.
We were apart after 5 month of “birds love”
No regrets, as birds know that other spring they will find the other bird to fly with…
Letters like nestlings were flying to each other all the time wishing to make a new bird nest.
But our flying souls wish to posses only freedom, I had notice that with some species we only able to enjoy fly and feel free and nothing else.
So many flights was taking up and down, but the first one is always stay with us forever
That spring I will fly to Italy to enjoy “free fly” (smile), as a big strong bird who holding herself with dignity and self-respect.
linaji replied
This is bold and beautiful writing Lara.. you should post this .. I love how you liken yourself to this bird flow.. No Regrets!!!!!!
Love the
Letters like nestlings were flying to each other all the time wishing to make a new bird nest.
But our flying souls wish to posses only freedom, I had notice that with some species we only able to enjoy fly and feel free and nothing else.
EXCELLENT WORK AND FEELING PIECE!!!
YAHHH POST THIS!
Larasolnishko
I am happy that you commented on my writing…thank you Lina