Not just to paint – but to paint musically: an outward expression of the lyrical flux, the Pulse, of the Deep Unconscious.

Listening to Hovhaness, I'm aware of the superb composing. But with Handel, no composing – it's just There. Differing degrees of Inspiration.

I'm gazing at the clear sky above the trees, wondering about the Spirit World. A solitary cloud, so white, floats by – then all is blue again.

I cup the little pot of coffee in my hands, and bring it gently to my lips to kiss: “Good morning, Mama.”

An artist, a composer, shows you what can be done. Not that you are a Beethoven in music – but you can be in your life, in your own way. Beethoven was a genius. But so are

I can greatly increase the Emanation from a painting, a piece of music, when I Know it is Inspired.

Inspired: listening to Music, Aspiring: singing or painting in grateful return.

I feel most Inspired when meditating quietly, when being healed. And most Aspiring when meditating actively, when healing.

To help others to be in harmony with their Inner Selves, their Souls, first the painter must likewise be. Not through his act of painting, but before he starts: his still meditation. Which is then reinforced

My soul is an enchanted boat,  Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float  Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing.  -- Shelley My Soul enchanted by Her Lullaby.