• The Road For Artists: It Starts Within

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The Road For Artists: It Starts Within

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  • Weekly Episodes On God And Art.
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Weekly Episodes On God And Art.
Lila Tace
哲学 社会科学 スピリチュアリティ
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  • Until Love Becomes My Name (#12)

    Until Love Becomes My Name (#12)
    2024/11/04
    The Song From Today's Episode: Until Love Becomes My NameBooks For ArtistsMy Public Diary The road.Sometimes, other people hear your voice before you do.Sometimes, other people see a light you don't.And they tell you it shines from you.And you don't believe them; how could you?For you don't see that light.But you've been looking.But you've been looking in the wrong places.Treading carefully along a path well-lit.But no path worth walking is well-lit.No path well-lit is worth walking.The path that's for you is pitch-black.And by walking it, you disappear.Your road wants you naked.By walking it, you unclothe.And by getting to know the road, you are getting to know yourself.And when the road knows you, and you don't know the road.Jump.Others have jumped before you.And with every step, you are a little less you and a little more road.And there will come a step when there is one last foot you and one fresh foot road.And when you take that final step, you become the road. Your real work is the death of you.A birth cloaked as death.It’s sweet to die alive. That’s three letters we sing in one song.But from your lips this time.God Mastery And GodHard work is required to gain the skills. A master then unlearns everything to become a child again. He learns to surrender to the divine. He learns to be life; not force it but to let it unfold through him. He learns to trust in life and knows he’s a mere tool of creation. He obeys and respects the art that comes through. He sees the brilliance of the art and recognizes that he is a mere fool and the work is untouched by him; hence the art captures divinity he could never create alone. Great effort turns to non-effort for the master who has walked the long road that ends in God. He dissolves into his work and smiles when the world cherishes his art. It is not his art, it's the world’s. He quietly communes and serves. He became an artist by his own hands; then at the edge of mastery, he let go and let God do the rest. a geniusLet's the divine do it alltakes all the creditknow he's a foolThe more one tries the less genius he isThe more one surrenders the more intelligent one becomesLife is intelligencegeniuses don't stand in the way of life You can’t police the divine like you police yourselfI never know howThe song writes itselfI never know howThe book writes itselfI sit by myself And I feel I ought to writeI get up and grab my guitarAnd the most beautiful little piece comes my way Through my hands Untouched DivinePureEffort is not a word I’d useFloating perhapsStepping asideSurrenderingBathing in bliss The work works aloneAnd in that divine momentI feel I am the workA windowI obey There is no need to collect or consume anything. It's all within the soul. Unbecome. Melt all you collected. Be who you are. Create with your soul and delight the world. All is within. You came complete. Just see that, be that, and express that. It's the most natural, and effortless soul expression that you are longing for. Spontaneous unfoldment of who you are for your brothers and sisters. It’s all within. Create in meditation, bask in God, and share by direct experience. What you create emanates the state you are in when you create the work. Share God in all you do. Measure your work not by effort and time spent but by the emanation and frequencies that you delight the world with. Take care of yourself and enjoy the freedom and time you have. Watch with your own two eyes what two hands and God can create together. SongsBooksArticlesLila Tace
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    10 分
  • What Makes Art Beautiful?

    What Makes Art Beautiful?
    2024/10/28
    The Song From Today's Episode: Our Time Has Come What makes art beautiful?Living, emanating art holds captured beauty. The artist creating in a state of beauty, capturesbeauty. The artist in torment, captures torment. The artist dictates the manifestation of the art.Torment is not art. Art is beauty. The source of the art’s beauty is the artist. What makes an artist beautiful?Living souls are beauty, and emanate beauty. In a state of free flow of self-expression, in thepresent moment without the burdensome past, the artist emanates natural beauty. With a drinkor two, in pleasant company, on a romantic date falling in love—the artist is beautiful. In agony,the artist seems small and fragile. On a sunny day when all goes well the artist shines.Natural beauty is a fragrance of the soul. The beauty of the physical body without emanation ofbeauty is half the charm. Charm is authentic self-expression in a natural free flow. Theaccumulated past obstructs free expression. Why does the past obstruct the artist’s natural, living, emanating expression of self(beauty)?I am my soul, free and divine. But life taught me otherwise. Life taught me to be stiff and careful,boxed in and robotic. Natural expression is dimmed by past experiences held dearly. Payingattention, entertaining, and nurturing past patterns keeps them engaged and alive. Surrenderingpatterns to God melts them in love. Awareness is seeing patterns unfold and gently telling them‘You are not inherent in my soul; I am looking at you; I held you dearly but now I give you toGod’. In time the patterns fall away. How does an artist cultivate awareness to surrender all that is not beauty?The soul is inherently beautiful. The soul is inherently aware of itself. The soul is awareness.The soul is witnessing unfoldment. The soul is witnessing the world. A slight change of focusinwardly is all that is required. From that meditative stance, patterns are seen, recognized, andgently released. The release is accompanied by relaxation and peace. How does a corrupt artist create beautiful art?While in a state of corruption, bothered by the past, restricted in natural self-expression: throughmeditation, and in states of flow or through alcohol and drugs, the artist communes and makesart. In states of happiness and relaxation, the artist creates freely. When patterns of restrictionarise the artist surrenders them and with newly gained freedom creates art more beautiful thanever before. The only lasting creative flame comes from releasing patterns of restriction ofself-expression. Authentic art is beautiful art. The corrupt artist may also purge the patterns by creating art upon traumatic patterns andcapturing the release of that pattern in the art. Such art holds resolutions and hence is beautiful,deeply emotional, and freeing to the receiver of the art going through similar energeticunfoldment in their life. Drugs and alcohol are but a shadow of divine creation and are no lasting solution to greaterself-expression. Learn to witness, observe, and gently release restrictions of self-expression.Often traumatic events from childhood become deep-rooted patterns that when released allowthe artist to express naturally. The only way out is in. Honey is made from within. The world is a reflection of the internal stateof the artist. The art is a reflection of the artist's inner state of being. What a wonderful learningtool! Solid, undeniable captured pieces of self, suspended in time to witness the divine processof dissolution into art. Dissolve your patterns into the light and create greater and greater art.Delight the world with your art. Free yourself to create beauty. Show your true authentic self,uncover it by creating art, and witness the progress. Be selfless. Selflessness is beauty itself. The most beautiful works of art are not made through corrupt hands. Beauty is a selflessexpression of the soul through art for the delight of the world. The world looking at itself. Adivine artifact of collapsing individuality into God. The spiritual path of art is the artist dissolving through art into God. SongsBooksArticlesLila Tace
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    9 分
  • The Young Artist Is Fragile

    The Young Artist Is Fragile
    2024/10/21

    The Song From Today's Episode: Kiss My Lips Red With Love

    The young artist is fragile in many ways. Making himself available to real creation, he leaves himself vulnerable. Vulnerable to judgment, doubtful, and susceptible to feedback or lack thereof. The young artist’s journey is that of fighting with himself for himself. His character is marked by and built through struggles, hurdles, and pains to overcome. The young artist finds himself in many trials, mostly of the making of his mind. Who is he to be, the artist his heart claims to be? Who is he to lead and stand for something? Who is he to help and nurture with his art and words and taste and courage?

    Trials by fire are many for the young artist. His old ways are at odds and in stark contrast with his emerging self. He transforms into an artist by facing each pain (often reluctantly after much suffering). Being an artist does not come easy or free of charge. It is one of the most challenging journeys of all. It is the journey of the soul. From darkness to light, if you will. Hardships are many, and almost in secret, the young artist’s ego fights until it relinquishes its selfish stance, turning an artist into an angel. Long, hard looks in the mirror. Moving in the dark, with only God to lead. Intuitions get sharpened with each failed or successful adventure. It is all the same: the lesson is the point.

    Selfish artists create ugly work, full of themselves, wanting money and fame from the art, not creating for others but for themselves. Selfless artists, pure of heart, create work that shines and holds light, like the sun — shining on its own. Not for its own sake but to bring life to the world. Nourishing others but being full all the same. Not of need to give, but their very being is a ray of giving of the highest order. But angels have once all been men. The journey then is from selfish to selfless — from men to angels.

    You and I are angles. But angels in the making. We have many hurdles to overcome with ourselves. Like yesterday when you did not share your work or deleted your last article. Or when you wrote a song only to put it in the drawer accompanying all your other songs, collecting dust. The light is dim and barely visible to the young artist, and ignorantly, he still follows it. He knows it’s his only way, his only choice — not a choice, maybe — but his destiny.

    The young artist has something in him that wants to bloom, and he obeys. He has no choice in what wants to bloom — he lets it. Often, he resists the work that wants to come through, and he is scared to share it. It is so different, so peculiar, so odd, so strange. He knows not what to do with it. The obvious answer is to share it. That work is clearly not meant for himself alone. Art is only art when shared. That peculiar-strange kind of art always has funny ways to find itself in the right hands at the right time.

    So then, I write these lines to conclude that I am a clueless artist, very young at heart with a long journey ahead, but willing and able. And I hope you join me in our shared ignorance.

    Art is only art when shared.

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