This refers to the poem and painting mentioned in my blog:

Share one of your own peak experiences.

Understand this - no painting has ever had this effect on me.

Understand this also: I had seen this exact same painting the day before that fateful moment, and I had felt nothing.

But this time, it was different.

I looked at that painting, and just


could not


take my eyes off it.

I looked

and looked

and looked,

and then looked some more.

And the girl who was sitting behind me, who worked at the gallery where the painting was placed, uttered the words:

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

I looked back at her and could only smile.

What could I say?

Beautiful did not even come close to what I was seeing, what I was feeling.

And then she came and stood beside me, leaned on a poll, and said, "It makes me feel so peacefull..and so beautiful..."

I looked at her and murmured "yes" and I silently invited the Beloved to be in our presence, though I felt that it was already there, and I asked for It to guide my every word, my every action.

And then the girl went back to her chair,and some people came, and so, I reluctantly went away and looked at other paintings in the gallery and I kept coming back to this same painting.

And so, the girl came to me again and asked, "Would you like to look at it in the viewing gallery?"

Now, I did not even know what that was.

Well, it turned out to be something made for people just like me!

:)

She brought down the painting from the wall, and led me to a little room with a sofa seat for two and a large space in front to put up a single painting - interestingly, I had seen this exact same room a few minutes earlier, and I had had a vision of sitting on that seat with a nice girl, while looking at a beautiful painting - and when I had that vision, I was so happy, and I thought, 'That would be so nice.'

Interestingly, that's close to what happened later on.

And while putting up that painting on the wall, she asked me,

"So what exactly do you like about the painting?"

I paused...

for a very loooooooooooooooooooooong time,

I paused.

And the beautiful thing was - I was pausing, not to think, but to not think, to simply let the words flow spontaneously out of the stillness...

And the words flowed...















Stillness.





Peace..




Romantic...





It...................................

reflects......

the Love that I am.


It



allows me to be still and go beyond words.....

And the rest of the words came later, much later.
But these were the words I spoke to her.

And later on, she sat on the hand-rest of the sofa - since I didn't really invite her to sit beside me, she kept some distance - that was so nice of her - and she revealed what she liked about the painting.

What really struck me about what she said were the words:

"It says Pathway to Paradise, but it's as if you are already there, like the journey is a paradise."

Very interesting.

And at some point, she asked me where I was from, and I said, "Burma".

And she said, "Oh, I actually know a Burmese word or two. 'Mingalabar', which means hello....and....and....wait....how do you say "thank you"?

It turned out she was in Thailand for six months and met a lot of Burmese people....





After this moment with the painting, the joy and peace and ecstasy I felt lasted for so many hours! It was amazing!

Anyway,

May our days be filled with love, ecstasy and holy relationships!

Much Love, Peace and Namaste,

Kundan