Momentum

The Source that guides my work is forever asking me to stay awake to the roar that remembers.
It reminds me, immutably, that I am not a small story of me and my problems.
I am the infinite, loved and cherished, blessed and moving in ecstasy.
This Source does not entertain the comfort of my illusions. It dismantles them one at a time.
When I feel lost or afraid or valueless, it shows me I am not worthless, fragile, or a being drifting through an uncaring world.
It reminds me that I am the cosmos itself…given form, breath, and the capacity to love beyond measure.
For me, this huge painting is what it feels like when we finally stop resisting and let the greater current take us.
It is the moment the small self dissolves into something vast, alive, and infinitely free…the same energy that moves through sacred sexuality, deep surrender, and true awakening.
The painting doesn’t just show flow; it transmits it. You can almost feel your nervous system syncing up, your breath deepening, your whole being saying yes to being moved by something larger than life.
This is the visual embodiment of “tapped in, tuned in, turned on”, the zone where effort falls away and we become the current itself.
No holding back.
No separation.
Just pure, ecstatic aliveness spiraling through every cell.
The canvas explodes with swirling blues, vibrant purples, molten golds, and electric energy. Thick, dynamic strokes that pull you into the vortex and then fling you outward again. Light bursts from the center like a star being born. Momentum is not something you chase. It is what carries you when you finally say yes to the roar that remembers.
This is the love I am walking toward.
This is the life I am becoming.