Pilgrim of the Heart
"It's a portrait I've painted from a travel memory when I traveled around India a few years ago. Here's a little more background about the painting: "It was at the Ganges River" The Holy Ghost "where the atmosphere, the smell and the air are thick and intense ... An experience that has created memories, the sweet scent of bodies burned on fire at the banks of the river and the ash which was then sprinkled over Ganges. Hindus praying and worshiping the gods. Babies, old and sick all with a desire to be cleansed in holy water, drink it, be cured of sickness or clean negative karma, and secure a good rebirth. Flowers and lights that were sent off as sacrifices and the meeting with sacred Sadhuer and religious pilgrim who were trying to come closer to themselves or to the Creator of one's origin and deepest determination in lotus position and praying along the river's wide ... Life, hope and hopelessness in a great mix. With a sweet cup of chai in a small crooked clay cup, I sat on the stairway to Ganges every morning and watched what happened. It sparked something in my heart and a tear in my eye and woke my own inner pilgrim. For the sake of heart, we are all 'pilgrims' seekers and on our way to live with the soul compassing our inner and outer journey ... "