The Mystical Ark: a Vessel of Blessings by Eileen Patra

Author:Eileen Patra [Patra, Eileen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23: HOW DO YOU PAINT LOVE?

With two fresh canvases mounted on opposing easels, Elena lifted a dry brush toward one of them. Sometimes it helped to draw an invisible image first, one that she saw only in her mind. Sometimes it was just an obligatory swirl, like now, when she wasn’t sure what she would paint. Still holding the dry brush, she sat in her chair and began focusing on the space between the two canvases. She held the brush in the air and drew an invisible swirl over the empty space.

This set of paintings were to depict love; pure, unadulterated love, in contrast with the love of the senses. Her recent conversation with Anurak about the space between the contrast paintings replayed in her mind. She had mentioned God, and he had defined God as Love. Now she wondered, how do you paint Love?

Focusing on the space between the canvases, Elena let her eyes fall out of focus. She began to breathe deeply and allowed the question to become a sort of mantra in her mind, How do you paint love? What is love? Love. I love. I am love. Love. Love. Love.

And she felt it, the exquisite vibration of love, similar to the feeling she experienced with Anurak, but even more intense. She could feel this sweet, harmonious vibration throughout her being. A vibrant shade of pink flooded her mind and she followed the color as it led her higher and higher until she was no longer in her body, but floating above it – and then, in one rushing flow of energy, she was back in the Ark again, standing before the mystical canvas holding the enchanted brush.

The love she felt in this place was indescribable. It seemed to not only enfold her, but it moved through her in a way that reminded her of the visceral feeling she experienced looking at the brilliant pinks and greens of a Gauguin painting. Exquisite. Sweet beyond words. So serene you could almost hear the harmony seeping out of them like an angelic voice rippling through your heart.

Elena reached for the palette floating near her. The golds and pinks and lime greens on the board seemed to mix themselves, yearning to be placed upon the canvas. Bursts of golden light danced around her head, lifting her into a vibration of wholeness that transcended space and time. She was in a state of pure knowing, resting in an energy of love so pure, so profound, so powerful she could only relax fully into it and allow it to enfold her.

It was pure, unadulterated, divine Love. Pure, absolute beingness. Pure and simple. Grand and beautiful. How could she paint an image of what was absolutely pure and whole? What pigment could emulate what had nothing out of place, nothing missing?

The brush jerked in her hand and began to paint. Broad strokes, then tiny dots of light. A Paris street emerged into view. She sighed. It was the place she had met Trey, a romantic walkway along the Seine river.

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