A contemplative video inspired by Saniel Bonder’s beautiful poem “Presence” which I came across on Facebook one day. In gratitude to him for the collaboration on this film and to everyone who made it possible. The footage used was filmed in the wonderful Randwick Woods near Stroud in Summer 2016.
I was practicing for the upcoming performance of “The Cycle of Life” (Isbourne Foundation, Cheltenham Nov 11th) today and in the midst of it a new poem made it’s way:
The garden of light
is forever flowering
in a myriad of forms
this is the dream
the worlds are rushing through
and all the madness and beauty is
the one who speaks
the brightest flower
has no shape but all
and these futile words are made
to pour nectar into the flow of life
into the heart-broken heart of love
that shines it all
suffers it all
nurtures it all
destroys it all
wake up Beloved
as the garden of light forever flowering in its myriad of forms
one inexplicable universe
one starlit endless sky
one green and blue planet amongst countless others
one profound mystery
one deep, vast ocean all around
one body of earth and rock and fire
one air one water one wind one body
one day one night
one inexplicable universe
one magnificent and magical organism of aliveness
in forever changing forms of wondrousness
one true happiness shining in all eyes
one pain of all the horrors
one pain of all the fake divisions
one pain of all ideas of “I” and “me” and “mine”
one pain of all the “I am good” and “you are bad” perceptions
one pain of all the fears of the so-called other
one pain of all the love-destructive forces
one pain of all the unnecessary sufferings
one colourful and bright and shining humanity
I was doing some filming the other day in Randwick Woods in the last flowering blue bells of this spring. I took my golden ring off and put it in my bag. My golden ring was bought in 2003 after I became a devotee of Adi Da Samraj and very valuable in all possible ways. It was a symbol for my deep love and commitment to Adi Da Samraj, it always felt like a chosen ‘marriage’ to the Divine.
This day I lost the ring, I had put it into the same pocket as my car keys, and must have accidentally pulled it out with the keys without noticing when I got back to my car with the equipment… for some reason I had a feeling for a while that I wasn’t meant to wear it anymore… but the message hadn’t quite sunk in yet.
So when I couldn’t find it when I got home, I felt I was meant to lose it. I looked for it but couldn’t find it. I was mainly sad because I wanted to pass this significant and very personal piece of jewelry onto my son when I died and I have often spoken to him about that.
My idea was when I physically died… but in some ways I have been through a process of dying…including the dying of the identification with the relationship to my Spiritual Master as ‘an other’ to relate to in Love. I can not see any separation anymore… now there is only Love, only One.
I sung a song “please dear ring find your way back to my son, find your way back to my son as you belong to him, you belong to him…”
On a practical level I put a sign up by the parking space at the woods with my phone number.
The next day I was ecstatic.
I created this image called “Happiness Is” and wrote the following poem:
the ring of
has no shape
I am home right there, right here, right everywhere, and nowhere too
the ring of gold
was only on loan
for as long as the form of a dearest Beloved was needed
to pull away the clouds of apparent I from the infinite mystery of being
the beyond in all has come to take this body
the beyond in all has come to be what is
the unknowable is here, is me, meets itself again
in the subtlest hello of a meeting that never happened in time and space
the fingers bare
not adorned by any shape of gold anymore
no knowledge to where the gold is lost
just the knowledge it hasn’t been taken from anyone, as there is no-one
I owed my Beloved everything
He has always already owned me.
I offered Him everything
and He has taken
I am swallowed
widely and wildly alive
into timeless, nameless unknowable reality
The following day after writing this poem I received a text message:
I have found a ring… please call this number. It was that very golden ring…
and guess what… new video to follow…xxx
I had the wonderful opportunity to offer a dance-poetry-visuals contemplation at a day intensive with Steve Ford on the 30th of April 2016.
It was a very beautiful and in-depth day with him.
From the morning occasion I wrote down two things he said, which stood out to me:
“You can not ask the reflection in the mirror to take you home”
“you can not be more than what you already are.”
I deeply connect with the profundity of those two ‘statements’ and I felt they flowed beautifully with my poetry. So I spontaneously interwove them into the offering.
The consideration around art and performance has always been for me to contemplate reality. Reality in the sense that there is no separation.
The remarkable occurrence of creating art in this way is that no shape or form has to be fixed… and work can always flow, breathe, change, take on millions of different forms, is limitless and totally alive… it can not be owned… as long as the communication is non-separation there is no possibility of cultures clashing… anything is possible… any participation in millions of ways.
We had a wonderfully ecstatic evening last night. The room felt thick with blissful silence at the end of the performance…and it would have felt wholly appropriate to extend the evening into an hour of silent meditation.
The audience was extremely responsive, which made the occasion incredibly joyful and really supported the performance to become more and more ecstatic and powerful.
The feedback we received was very happy and pretty phenomenal:
“I was transported into pure being”
“it was extremely powerful”
“this was very unique and special”
“this was such a gift”
“I could have watched you all night”
“Lindsay and you work together so well”
are some of things I remember, and I was just overjoyed by the happiness that was communicated in many different ways.
in the softness of the heart
I meet you there
with great delight”
This is literally what I most enjoy doing…
I can’t wait to do the next one… thanks so much to the Site Festival team to take our piece on board, (before it even existed!) and thank you so much Lindsay for the wonderfully enjoyable collaboration, thank you Miles for all your support and thanks to my mother for all help with this… and a deep thank you to everyone who shared the experience of “The Cycle of Life” with us so far… may there be many more events like this one…and may the process grow into a larger group of participants over time…
with Love, Eva
Yesterday on the 16th of April, Lindsay Treen and I had our first performance. It was a very enjoyable occasion, which I felt deeply uplifted by. I enjoy creating art so much in which I can share a vision of a world… in which we humans create more beauty, a lot more beauty together.
The second performance is on Friday the 22nd at 8 pm. Find out more and buy tickets in the calendar.
Our last rehearsal for “The Cycle of Life” was hilarious, we had a lot of reasons to laugh and giggle. About everything went wrong that can go wrong…I tripped over the tripod legs, stood on my skirt, forgot my lines, had the pictures piled up in the wrong order and felt altogether very different…
interestingly enough… when Lindsay and I watched the footage we were amazed…the way sound, singing, movement, images and poetry flowed into each other was phenomenal. There was a new transparency and delicacy we both entered into…
We were rehearsing the second part… which tends to blow me away every time when I sit down to learn the script to such a degree, that I just get lost in silent contemplation…
This is not like conventional rehearsing…it’s a very living process:
an image of the Mystery of Light
the paradox of transformation
in no space timeless oneness of all there is
can you draw my face
upcoming performances: Site Festival Stroud April 2016, details and tickets here
The Cycle of Life
The Light shines Ceaselessly
performance times, dates, tickets and details can be found in the calendar
or The Light Shines Ceaselessly…” – how this performance piece developed
… when I had my son I left the theatre work for sometime to fully be his mother. It was then when I finally found time to concentrate on creating visual artworks in all the in-between times. I never got round to this in an in-depth sort of way, when I was creating multi media performances during my time as associate artist at Oxford House in London.
I didn’t realize at the time that I had actually already started to work on a new performance which would come into being 7 years later.
My work always coincides with the integration of the biggest and most fascinating processes of my experience of life.
I kept creating digital montages, whenever I felt moved to make a new piece. One particular one fascinates me, as it has been an image that similar to the performance “The Cycle of Life” developed over several years. The development of this image coincides with the occurrence of understanding that
existence in consciousness is Beauty and Love without a separate entity. The poetry to the images began to manifest since summer 2015, when I also began to feel moved to dance to my images.
“The Cycle of Life” unfolds not by means of “my making”. It would be more accurate to say that all I am doing is allowing it to manifest.
Only recently when I completed the montage in memory of my father who died in 2014 I became aware that my photographic work actually describes a process without being a story.
when Lindsay and I rehearsed with all the images for the first time, the subtle communications of the piece became clear. There is the mysterious unfolding of birth and the magic and innocence, wonder and utter vulnerability of childhood, there is the questioning of who one really is… there is the attraction into unconditional love, the dissolve beyond separation and the letting go of the bodily experience… which paradoxically never existed as a separate event. And there is the deepest longing to manifest that reality in this world…
“if there was such a thing
as an I in time
I would call this the perfect moment”
(This is the poem which will be recited with this image. You can view all images and poems in digital montages and poetry.)
Details on upcoming performances of “The Cycle of Life” can be found the calendar.