Ousia: the space between stories
Painting from a MUSEA Class
What Painting Class or Training is the artwork from?
Legend
What year was this painted?
2021
What medium is this painted on (i.e. Acrylic on Canvas, Acrylic on Watercolor, Watercolor, etc)
Acrylic on canvas
Share with us the STORY of you painting to give context to the work and what it means to you! This can be a poem or a few paragraphs
Extract from the Legend Chronicles:
Shimmering through a thin veil right before her she became away of a deep abiding presence that looked separate from her but a part of her at the same time. The seer! She had only ever thought of her as the stuff of Legends. The seer smiled, shimmering and vibrating above the whole plateau. You are correct - I am the stuff of Legends - only this Legend is you. Call me Ousia.
In that moment it was as if time had evaporated, for she knew that in all her wanderings, she was truly meeting herself. She felt as if her whole body was weightless and luminous and she knew without asking that Ousia was beingness. Was both her essence and her substance. She gazed deeply into Ousia’s eyes, closed as they were. Her heart expanded and Ousia started to flow words, not of sound but of energy, straight into her being. Tears were now streaming down her face but she knew, more than she had ever known anything, that she was exactly where she needed to be. The energy words were flowing now, swirling mists of greens and blues and purples, repatterning and reforming, painting her into being.
Speak, I am listening, her open heart said to Ousia.
I am she who, rooted in beingness, transmutes fire into fountains. I am she who composts trials to render all valleys fertile; nourished by wading in deep and drinking in and drawing up from the very marrow of all I’ve overcome.
I am volcano, erupting with nature and natural abundance. I am she who plays, who paints, who creates adventures and and gets others together for the ride. I am she who, maintaining her centre, her mystical orientation, dances between known and unknown. Between the literal and the wtf is that? I am she who heron-like has legs for deep water and can wait, trance-like for the perfect timing - to catch wisdom and be nourished by it - and also to soar for greater perspective. I am she who both wades and flies; I am she who has deeply connected with the plant kingdom and is welcomed there as one of them. I honour the sentience of all life and life embraces me as its own. In life, there is no separation.
Right now - the only classroom I need is the one I’m in. In the suspended state of all possibility. And knowing where I am, I can go anywhere. And in this pure freedom I choose to stay right where I am. This is the teaching of Legend. I am Ousia. Oriented for all directions inwards.
