‘Mudita’…what’s in a name?

Silverton River Gum I- Oil sketch 40x30cm

‘ David, just sway in the breeze…like a tree.’  In saying this, a dear friend Tess gave me the best advice. On so many levels this is useful. For example, on an emotional level we can feel things, wobble a little and then let them go, let them pass. If a tree held on to the wind it would surely break. I’m not saying that life is gentle. At times we are in the grip of a cyclone, being thrown around and almost uprooted.  I can use this analogy to step back and observe my own ego, to feel the flow of emotion, move with it, surrender for a bit and then sway the other way and then back to my center. I find that this is equally useful for both good and bad feelings. I find peace when I remember to sway.

‘Mudita’ is defined in Wikipedia as a Buddhist word meaning rejoicing in others’ joy.  The term mudita is usually translated as “sympathetic” or “altruistic” joy, the pleasure that comes from delighting in other people’s well-being rather than begrudging it. To show mudita is to celebrate happiness and achievement in others even when we are facing tragedy ourselves. This definition to me implies a sense of separateness. For me, Mudita requires the acceptance of oneness and therefore a joy of all joy. What is joy anyway? I have found it sometimes very challenging to adopt the mind-set of Mudita and instead Compassion seemed more appropriate certain situations.

Either way, I am just a tree swaying with the breeze, dancing with all the other trees.

Tree of Life

Silverton River Gum II- Oil sketch 40x30cm

This is a painting of some trees in a river bed not far from Silverton NSW. It is not uncommon here for rivers to be dry most of the time. Below the surface, the river may still be flowing slowly deep in the sand. These trees thrive in these conditions. They can endure many years of drought  and then flooding. They are like islands of life in the desert. They are homes for birds, reptiles, marsupials, insects and lots of them. They are food, shelter, habitat and a resting place for the weary traveler.  I am drawn to the shade as I walk along the sandy expanses. These trees create their own micro-climate and attract complexity of life to them. They are incredibly beautiful. I hope to capture something of this with my painting.

Standing Still

Standing Still -Oil sketch

There are certain places that invoke a sense of wonder in me. Sydney Central Station and  Lygon Street in Melbourne are those kind of places. They are like moody characters that hold your attention because you are uncertain about what’s going to happen next. Even when nothing is happening it is interesting because you know that something might.  I almost find them overwhelming and yet I am captivated by the light, forms, activities, the aliveness and colours. They defy reason for being. They just are.

Such a place is Silverton, in Out Back NSW. This is a harsh and unforgiving landscape and where once there was a prosperous mining town, there is now the occasional stone and tin ruin slowly sinking back to the earth. The slowness and the inevitabile decay of  these very humble dwellings  brings me sharply into the present moment. No things are permanent.

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