We have 100 billion neurons in our brain.  Billions and billions of neurons working to keep us going.  From descendants of our most ancient forefathers and mothers to the one that was just created.  I stand in awe of the visions that I get from the literature that I’ve come across and some of the pictures that I’ve seen and am compelled to spend some time working with them.  I can truly understand the ongoing belief that there must be a divine designer behind this beautiful piece of wonder.  To live in an age when we are capable of touching reality elicits a profound gratitude and also discrimination.  Our history of trying to embrace the unknowable commands great respect from me.  I know we have gotten better at it by steering inquisitiveness, staying aware, and manifesting a connection with life.  Having some knowledge to play with is to me a blessing.  I am coming to realize the immense power that is at our disposal by exploring what makes me tick.  The beauty of a neuron is that it is a unit of life and part of something greater.  What is inside reflects and is reflected by what is outside.

• My goal at this point is a final picture illustrating the time and space needed for our brain to do something and my ideas and impressions of what might also be happening.  It’s kind of like that idea of the closer you look, the more you see.  There is a Taoist contemplation that I love to sit with, or run with, or whatever with, that I’d like to share.
• Close your eyes and you will see clearly.
• Cease to listen and you will hear truth( although this one doesn’t work with my kids ;))
• Be still and you will ride forth on the tide of the spirit
• Seek no contacts and you will find union.
• Be gentle and you  will need no strength.
• Be patient and you will achieve all things.
• Be humble and you will remain whole.

I’ve tried to do thumbnails , though mine may be of a giants, to get a better idea of how to approach the final picture.  With each relevant bit of information the picture changes.  But I think I am fortunate in that I may wind up with more than a couple of pictures.  I don’t know how long this will take.  When days go by and I can’t even get to my sketchpad I get kind of bummed, but then I realize that there are probably a lot more neurons now and I wonder where they went and what they are doing- kinda nerdy, huh?  I used to think that I would be an artist that needed some distraction to stay fresh.  Now I am a mother and wife that needs some art to stay focused.  It happens when it happens.  I believe it will.