The Reality
of
The Soul’s Zion
$3,300 US/ $22,000 TT
Acrylic on Canvas
30" x 40"
In my paintings, I feel the Infinite; the Absolute; the Source of all and everything that we are ACTING on its highest potentials; breathing Life into ItSelf onto my canvases.
There is a wealth of clarity laden within the title of the piece itself - The Reality of The Soul’s Zion, such a wealth of beauty that I can spend my lifetime immersed in these Riches of Wisdom. The Reality of The Soul’s Zion encompasses the Paradise of Our Souls; Portals and Temples and Sanctuaries and Gardens and Universes of ADONAI’S EXPRESSION OF YOU!
The Reality of the Soul’s Zion is expressed on this Canvas but You are the Reality; You are the real thing; You are the Soul and the Zion which it encompasses. You are the Vessel, the very vessel through which the Soul’s Zion lives!
- Chelsea Avasa Khan
The Flower of the Infinite bloomed in his garden. The Colors pouring forth from this Flower were the Colors of His Soul - something just so crisp and bright and constantly refreshing about these Colors of His Soul. It made sense that the Flower of the Infinite would bloom in His Garden, for though it is a euphoric feeling to taste the Soul after being starved of it, it is completely another to venture forth and live inside of one’s soul, for one moves through Here equipped with the energy of adventure and ever fuelled by the vitality of constantly acquiring new gems of the Self. And this is where He L I V E D - inside of His Soul!
He looked at this Flower and saw Himself - saw His Core; saw what he always knew of HimSelf. He looked at the center of this Flower and saw His Potential; His Soul’s Potential; The Source of His Flow; He saw His Energy A L I V E. He always knew that His Soul was the Pure Source of everything that He was creating - that the elixir of energy of creation was the very Ocean of His Soul!
Each Petal, to touch upon it, to touch upon its textured skin, exploring the terrains of each petal, was to touch upon an intricately designed piece of the infinite. For a piece of the infinite was the infinite itself.
To touch upon it with one’s fingers was to see that the very Infinite was touching itself, feeling itself.
To touch upon a Petal of the Infinite for the first time, was to feel one’s heartbeat quicken for a moment and one’s hands becoming a bit sweaty. For to touch upon the Infinite, is to feel Its Pull, to feel it pulling You into ItSelf. No, not pulling You, waiting for You, to close Your Eyes and just leap, free-falling in YourSelf for perhaps the very first time. Free-Falling into the Worlds of the Infinites; Its Heavens, Its Paradises.
To touch upon a Petal of the Infinite for the very first time, is to feel yourself pulled into the very insides of Your Soul.
To touch upon a Petal of the Infinite was to touch upon Your Infinite. Your very own Infinite - to feel the very colours of Your Soul - to feel how ALIVE and RADIANT those colours are.
You can feel joy and you can feel happiness. You can feel the radiance and brilliance of the sun. But to feel the colours of Your very own Soul was unlike anything else. These Colours, not trying to exist, not trying to keep existing, not trying to hold on to its radiance, not trying to prevent it from dimming, not trying to lose its depth or add too much depth to it. These Colours, they just exist, so purely, so naturally, so intimately.
To touch upon a Petal of the Infinite, was to discover that just as You were touching upon the Infinite for the very first time, there were others, many others - who were happening upon It for the very first time. But there were also others, many others - who happened upon It and made it Their Home; Their Sanctuary.
Many others who happened upon it for the very first time, and took the Fall into ThemSelves and discovered where Home was. There are many who dwell in the House of the Infinite.
To touch upon A Petal of the Infinite is to discover its Endless Pools of Your Infinite ever available for You to dive into.
To touch upon A Petal of the Infinite is to discover the Endless Portals of Your Infinite ever available for you to explore New Terrains of YourSelf.
To touch upon A Petal of the Infinite was the Ultimate Adventure For A Soul.
To touch upon A Petal of the Infinite, is to happen upon the Serenity of Its Harmony and the Harmony of Its Serenity. It is sublime to say the least. For Anything that meets within the Infinite, collides within the Infinite - melts into each other as if the other had longed to Surrender Its Entire Self to the other.
For Anything of the Infinite innately knows the blissful high of an ocean of the Infinite meeting another and flowing into the other - feeling ItSelf become more full; become deeper.
For Anything of the Infinite innately knows the brilliance of its magic; of explorers wandering the worlds of the Infinite and happening upon each other for the very first time; of feeling their worlds harmonising with each other as if it were DESTINY; as if it were such an intricately designed destiny.
To touch upon A Petal of the Infinite was to make a Deal with the Infinite, that to make Here One’s Home was to make Home the Art of Surprise and Mystery within Your Heart.
The Infinite delivers Inspiration unconditionally. Inspiration - all those Worlds and Heavens and Paradises and Terrains of Your Soul, it is delivered unconditionally; it arrives without notice giving itself free reign. The Infinite giving itself free reign to shower you with Inspirations that lead you to E X P E R I E N C I N G YOU.
It makes You into a creature of freedom - where you inevitably succumb to the all the inner callings and musings of your own Personal Infinite.
Ultimately, to touch upon a Petal of the Infinite, was to receive an Invitation from the Infinite. An invitation to Your Personal Infinite.
An Invitation to unearthing a quality of life and live-ing within You. To be here and now and experience Your Personal Infinite. Your Personal Infinite - a unique portrait painted by the Hands of the Infinite; that Life is this very Canvas and that You are innately of this Canvas; the reason; the source of existence of this Canvas.
Chelsea Avasa Khan