………it was 30 years ago today that I arrived at the Commune in Oregon known as Rajneeshpuram. I remember it like it was just yesterday. I was picked up in a Greyhound bus station after flying from San Francisco and busing from Portland to Madras. The experience of being there all those years ago and being so deeply entrenched in that experiment has been a highlight in my life. For many years, there has been singular event…a hallmark… where everything was somehow compared to those moments on that Muddy Ranch with Bhagwan and "his people"…as the years have passed there are now more beacons on the horizon line of my life…However, I am forever grateful to have been part of that experiment and at the same time I have moved on. So…. today I am reminded of my arrival in the dusty Ranch yard and the excitement of seeing so many old friends. I am reminded of our unbridled enthusiasm and our love for Bhagwan and our innocence….our devotion…and there is a bittersweet tug in my heart…not a sense of longing…but a sense of remembrance that is imbedded deep in a root governed by Silence and Love and a bit of Sorrow. So….Gracias for this Life…..I felt I needed to mark this day…..
Archives for April 2012
…..home from a short stint in Mexico City with Richard. We took our friends Perry and Doug down here to see them off for their return to California….so it is back to work for Anado. It was busy while they were here…but I spent a lot of time away from the studio…so I need to get to work. Why do I work? That is a tough question because there are many reasons that I could give…but ultimately: there is no answer. If I look beyond the day to day…I see a spiraling…a winding…a return to a familiar place…but still unknown…I once did a piece titled…Return to the Source…I copped the title from a Bhagwan book. When I was in India I worked in the Ashram where all of Bhagwan's books were stored…I sat in a basement (they called it a go-down) and looked for imperfections in the books……my first book that I perused was called "Return to the Source"…so I guess this work enables me to attempt to Return to the Source…Return to the Unknowable…and all the flutterings of sales and tours and galleries and art gossip really means nothing other than the skin shedding from a serpent like quality that winds its way deep into something undefined…but familiar…..