I am the watcher of my own self - I sit and observe in silence - I hear the criticisms and judgements of my mind and only observe - they are automatic - my control comes in on whether I choose to own them - or let them pass.
Epiphany
LIFE...
Tree of Life
My thoughts come in like the beating wings of a fly and pester me the same - I can let them go by - It is only thought - thinking has no reality unless I act upon the flies in my head or I can choose to shoo them away. I am the master over my thinking.
Transformation - I rise and am reborn into a new perspective
The light of the Buddha
Angels watching over me
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Landscape wax and acrylic
