Lampara Known Print

Sizes 30 x 30cm 50 x 50cm 60 x 60cm 75 x 75cm 100 x 100cm Lampara Poem Chairs, lamps, oil, and wicks the four-spoke stories of wisdom’s deep call, communion — “a liturgy of friendship” the heart longs for friendship the heart longs to be seen, known, and loved. “Come away with me, my beloved, to the table. you are warmly welcome here” “A seat at the table, prepared just for you.” These symbols were etched in a Mallorcan adventure I once had, the winds of love took me through the details of simple longing. A heart hungry not just for table food, but heart food. Dusty grounds and hallowed archways I chased the blue ocean waters the quietness brought a settling I found the ears of my heart most attentive, most sensitive with the revealing of oil lamps, tender words met me, the beauty of simple connection something bigger than me radiant and true warm, honest, and kind I felt known, and it only required humility. A tenderness that can hold and see such wisdom it grows like a burning flame inside a humble little oil lamp lampara to cut the wick, to fill this tiny little lamp with oil a holy intimacy, a sacred connection “it’s not a bonfire I heard in my heart,it’s a simple oil lamp.” I found myself lost, sketching old lamps found in Bible times “there is no need or fuss to make a large fire, come to me simply, like a small oil lamp that burns” keep burning grow hungry not only for table moments of delicious food, but grow in hunger to seek after more — more moments of heart food, food given by a holy heart, a holy hand yes, the heart desires food — true and pure ingredients the world is full of the fuss, the craze, the constant fads and phases but I would hear: I feed you not how the world feeds I feed you words of truth, love, an eternal hope, and a peace that surpasses understanding the belly of your heart desires this eternal banquet there is goodness here, where your heart finds home and belonging oil — so much oil how tasty and true is this food I give to you simple, humble — this petite little lamp will outshine all complexities and last forever what a tender and sacred love tend to the lamp and keep burning little lampara, shine — this humble radiance outshines any light bulb stay connected, stay tender, stay humble and soft cut your wicks and fill your lampara with oil come to the table and seek my heart for wisdom’s food for I will set your heart ablaze, and you will burn. Much love and colours Bon Bon Bonvoyage