Reflections on Loss, Art, and Life's Meaning.
Reflections on Loss, Art, and Life's Meaning
Living through the process of witnessing my mother's daily decline over the course of several years, losing her to the relentless grip of cancer and Alzheimer's, has been an incredibly challenging journey. It's been a time marked by feelings of helplessness and impotence, as I watched her struggle and deteriorate. This experience has forced me to pause and reflect deeply on the true essence of life.
In these moments of sorrow and introspection, art has been my solace and my guide. It has offered me a different perspective, a lens through which to view the world and make sense of my emotions. Art has been more than just a creative outlet; it has been a lifeline, a source of strength, and a means of expressing the depths of my soul.
Through my art, I aim to inspire others to embrace their authenticity, confront their fears, and find the inner strength to live with purpose. I believe that art has the power to transform lives, to heal wounds, and to bring joy and wonder into our lives.
As I continue on my journey of self-discovery and artistic expression, I invite you to join me. Let my art be a catalyst for your own transformation, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is light, and that through creativity and introspection, we can find meaning, purpose, and beauty in life's most challenging moments.
In honor of my mother, I penned this poem amidst the anguish and haze of her illness, a farewell to her as she prepares for her final flight. I dream of her soaring as a butterfly, finding peace and rest in a grand garden where we will one day meet again.
"Understanding life's intricate course is complex, For we perceive it through the lens of our life's movie, In the matrix of transformations, a profound reflex, A mystery's journey, sometimes so groovy.
I dream of seeing you soar as a butterfly bright, In a garden where we'll meet once more, Thank you, dear mother, for this guiding light, For being the portal our family adores.
In unity, we pray as you take your final flight, With gratitude for the lessons you did implore. Though this process of sorrow may seem tight, In the world of slumber, one day, we'll explore.
A grand garden awaits, where you'll alight, As a magnificent butterfly, a sight to adore. Ami madre 🌹"