The Music of the Night

February 14th, 2007

The music of snow came at night.

It was forecasted to start at 3 AM and cover the whole day today until tomorrow morning at 3.

Last night I felt the coming of snow, but the air was pretty crispy cold and clear.

This morning it’s all whited out and more is flaking down.

Today is Valentine’s day. For some reason the musical, The Phantom of the Opera, came to me.

Christine was a chorus girl at the Opera Populaire, though talented she was not noticed. The Phantom saw her talents and taught her to sing. When the right time came, the Phantom demanded the Opera house to have Christine sing the lead role. She became a star. Raoul was a childhood sweetheart of Christine’s. He rediscovered Christine when she was singing successfully at a show.

The Phantom was a genius composer and musician and lived beneath the Opera house. He wore a white mask to hide his deformed face. He was bad tempered and terrorized people at the Opera house. But he cared for Christine and brought out her talents. He sang to Christine, “Let me be your shelter, let me be your light; All I ask for is one love, one life-time.”

Christine sang to the Phantom, “Angel of music, guide and guardian , grant to me your glory!”

After some chaos events, Raoul was caught by the Phantom and Christine was asked to choose to marry the Phantom or to see Raoul dead.

Christine showed the Phantom her sympathy and kissed him on the forehead. This granted the Phantom a happiness he never thought possible. Touched by Christine’s kindness, the Phantom released Raoul and Christine and let them go.

The musical was an adaptation of the Gastom Leroux novel.

I saw three things in this play.

1. Which love is more true, the love of the Phantom for Christine or the love of Raoul for Christine?
The Phantom saw the gem in Christian when she was not discovered and Raoul re-discovered Christine when she became a prominent singer.

2. The Phantom’s involuntary longing for love.
The Phantom was physically deformed and he hid away from people. He lived in his world of music and did not know about appropriate social manner. He was not “polished”. He did not know how to interact with people but he had the human fundamental desire of being loved.

3. Christine’s sympathy and kindness resolved conflicts.
Just a gentle kiss on the Phantom’s forehead gave him a happiness he never knew.

I felt that Christine’s sympathy and kindness arising from her gratitude for the Phantom, for he saw her inner beauty and helped her develop it.

It started with being appreciated as who one is.

I think deep inside of us we all want to be appreciated for who we are.

An interesting rice experiment is described in Dr. Emoto’s “The Hidden Messages in Water” book. One family put rice in three glass bottles. Every day they said “Thank you” to the first bottle of rice, “You fool” to the second bottle, and they simply ignored the third bottle. The rice in both the second and third bottle rotted, but the rice that was ignored actually rotted before the rice that was exposed to “You fool.” It showed that being ignored was more devastating than being ridiculed.

I have read some seniors go to malls so that they can be around people. Even just the greetings of the shop keepers give them comfort and they feel being noticed.

Our gazes have energies. The act of looking is an act of creating life. A gentle gaze of good intentions gives courage and appreciation. Every one needs to be appreciated but not criticized.

This is my wish for the Valentine’s: May every one be appreciated for she/he is.

It’s alright if the snow keeps falling.

 

Yellow Over - Pastel painting by Maria Yu

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yellow Over – pastel painting by Maria Yu

 

 

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Monet and Eternal Expression

February 11th, 2007

A first note: I changed the name of my web site postmemorial.art-life-spirit.com to eternalexpression.art-life-spirit.com. This was an evolving precess by itself.

Initially I created postmemorial to post mandala in memory of my beloved rabbit and cat and to extend the offering to others who have lost their loved ones, human and animal. Then I started creating mandalas and kaleidoscopes for the writers and artists who had inspired me. At the same time I wrote Self-Expression and Human Existence and About Beauty. I realized that I was drawn to “perform” the beauty of those great masters who had expressed themselves. So I started posting tributes to those who had self-expressed.

I transform my own digital images and the images in the public domain into mandala, kaleidoscope, and sacred geometry art. In the process of doing the transformation, I learn new things about these artists at subtle levels. Things that I didn’t know from the visual perspectives. A little bit like I am decoding/retrieving the essence of the paintings, or the artists. It seems I enter their heart world.

There are so much to see in these mandala, kaleidoscope, and sacred geometry images. They disclose magical, mystical, spiritual, and meditative feelings. I feel myself being transformed.

This week I decided to post a tribute to Monet, without the approaching of Valentine’s day in mind. Monet used lots of colors, seldom just big areas of pure red. However, as I was working on creating circles and shapes I saw Monet’s paintings evolve themselves into hearts, red hearts, pink hearts, orange hearts, brown hearts, and ceramic hearts. The last mandala I got was like diamonds that people would use for Valentine’s gift (maybe). I smiled when I saw these reds and hearts.

“Monet was… the most daring and athletic landscape painter of his generation, braving the elements, often in solitude, to record snow, crashing surf, and blinding sunlight in strict accord with the on-the-spot work ethic…” edited by Charles F. Stuckey in “Monet: Water Lilies.” “Work ethic” I saw. Monet wrote himself too that “You know that I am absorbed by work.” And he said “People who hold forth on my painting conclude that I have arrived at the ultimate degree of abstraction and imagination that relates to reality. I should much prefer to have them acknowledge what is given, the total self-surrender.”

“I set my easel in front of this bit of water
that adds a pleasant freshness to my garden;…
you ascertain in it,
as in a microcosm,
the existence of the elements
and the instability of the universe
that changes from minute to minute
under our eyes…
The richness I achieve comes from nature,
the source of my inspiration.”

Maybe it’s Monet’s surrender to the nature and his passion and dedication to paint the water and reflections that manifest into reds and hearts. Aren’t these virtues of Valentine’s?

As for the kaleidoscopes, Stuckey noted in the book, “impressionist painting was an attempt to record the kaleidoscopic play of light registered instantaneously on the retina in a glance.” Perhaps my mandala, kaleidoscope, sacred geometry art captures the immortal genuinity in a glance.

 

 Monet water liles 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 The Water Lilies mandala by Maria Yu

 

 

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Thoughts on Mysticism

February 5th, 2007

Coming back from a workshop I feel a bit of lost, not lost lost, but lost as being in a different conscious/perspective level or lost as if returning to the birthplace after a long journey and trying to put pieces together.

The workshop was about Rosicrucian spiritual practices. Rosicrucianism has two common meanings:

1. The path of western spiritual science;

2. The spiritual initiation tradition of Christianity.

I realized Rosicrucian traditions were the Christianity I knew about, learned about, and practiced when I became a Catholic in college. There were Jesuits organizing and guiding college Catholics throughout Taiwan. They were from Spain and France. I now think these Jesuits taught me some spiritual practices of the Rosicrucian traditions.

I didn’t even know the word Rosicrucian before deciding to go the workshop, but now I feel I am back to my birthplace picking up pieces.

Another feeling of lost is about re-positioning.

To re-position myself in the search on the spiritual path.

I guess sometimes we need to be lost in order to find new directions.

Or to be re-newed.

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I met quite some good people at the workshop. They were all different and each one had her/his own experience. What’s common in us all was the desire to learn and the search of knowing. Yes, people want to understand spirituality and practice mysticism. There indeed is a need for an adult education program in metaphysics.

Another reason for my feeling lost might be that as now I found lots of information and resources (Jean MacManus has an informative site with effective exercises) I can get into I feel not having enough time to study them all quickly and gain the skills in no time. It takes time and practice to develop.

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When I wrote “The Magic Monastery” in December 2006 I had a feeling that the monk Theophane must have known and studied Sacred Geometry and the ancient/early spiritual and mystical teachings. If the Jesuits had known about Rosicrucian then the monks likely had had.

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Mystics at Prayer:

St. Augustine

LORD, teach me to know THEE, and to know myself.
O God, where was I wandering to seek THEE?
O most infinite Beauty, I sought THEE without,
and THOU wast in the midst of my heart.

LORD, when I look upon mine own life it
seems THOU hast led me so carefully, so tenderly,
THOU canst have attended to none else; but when
I see how wonderfully THOU hast led the world
and art leading it, I am amazed that THOU hast
had time to attend to such as I.

Grant us to know THEE and love THEE and
rejoice in THEE. And if we cannot do these perfectly
in this life, let us at least advance to higher
degrees every day till we can come to do them to
perfection.

 

Mandala of Communion 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

       The Communion Mandala by Maria Yu 

 

 

 

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