Homo Deus

Homo Deus means man-god. It refers to humans who accepted their divine nature.
The human is not becoming God, the human is the walking God.
Everything in creation starts with an idea, but the moment the idea is presented onto the white background of imagination the individual becomes that idea and can consciously decide what idea chooses to be. Not to become but to be.
Personalities are not primarily physical they are the direct result, the effect of consciousness that in actuality created form.
There are portions in us far superior to the ordinary self but so focused on daily concerns that we forget who we are.

Consciousness can project outward only what is first beholden as a clear vision.
We contain it all. We behold inward all the emotions we dislike or prefer and from this infinite reservoir we can choose what to express in this life. Each and every one gets to choose, to decide who they prefer to be and since we contain all possibilities in each moment we can define who we are as individuals, create models or ideal selves through our imagination like blueprints for a preferred feeling and acting personality.
What happens on one level of reality also happens on every other level, the microcosm and macrocosm behave alike.
Man is not a grain of sand lost in the vastness of the Universe…man is the materialization of God.

I am witnessing a changing world, we all do...and I am wondering why do we fear change, why not embracing it as one true constant of our lives...as one of the eternal and everlasting truths...
Sometimes I look at the sky watching how the shapes of the clouds are constantly changing...and this is something that I can see and feel but I can never touch.
My face and my body are constantly changing and I can touch them but I cannot sense the passing of the time processes nor how it’s applying its constant laws on me.
I close my eyes and all I can see or touch disappears but in that new momentum I can still hear or smell...
When I fall asleep all the physical senses I used to rely on during my walking day are gone...but in the morning I wake up filled up with feelings, emotions and memories from my sleeping life.
During the day I am thinking about the future and how our world will change and I understand I can no longer rely on my physical senses or my intellectual mind that knows so little regardless of the number of the books I read.
I isolated myself some years before this pandemic occurred...and some may say that I must have been used with it by now...and even if in a way I am not yet I have been in touch with my true self through my inner senses which delivered more than my corporeal perceptions ever could.
If I were truly to believe or better say accept what I believe as valid, that we are consciousness in its purest form and this world is merely a projection of a collective idea or thought, then the change would be nothing more than a conscious choice.
I would find myself never to fear change since every experience in my life starts with my choice.
I would find myself loving change since it holds in its unfoldment all the possibilities of my desires to become visible, tangible, to manifest into form.
I’ll be as I have always been in front of a white canvas when I never fear transformation even if I almost never hold the vision of the final result clear in my mind… and this keeps me curious, excited and opened to allow the surprise in...
What happens on one level of reality also happens on every other level, the microcosm and macrocosm behave alike.
Art may be perceived as another microscopic aspect of life, the part that reflects the whole and vice versa, an example of how life can be expressed and change embraced in a complete trust in its unfoldment.
Trust that all dreams can be met, trust we deserve our just deserts just because we exist and we breathe. To me art is more than hope, a word that defines somehow “ideal” values or untouchable values we may or may not get to own during this lifetime, it is more about trust, believing in concepts that can fundamentally shift old paradigms…changing “seeing is believing into “believing in seeing”.
We all share the same desires for a fulfilled life, we are all parts and sparks of creation and through extension all creators.
We are unique expressions united through diversity. Each one playing its part, its unique role in this co-created dream we all perceive as one world.

I paint and while I’m in the process I don’t know where I truly am. I feel focused in moment by moment action but when I stop I have no memories. I forget who I defined myself to be, I feel no more than a channel to communication and in that void of memories I imagine that the people in front of that painting will be inspired furthermore will create ideas and emotions will create memories.
It is not my place to complete an experience for the viewer. Therefore I never touch a painting if I am sad or depressed, I paint when I feel excited and in appreciation for life.
My only responsibility is for the energy I am translating into form since I believe that energy will get into motion again with the viewer participation.
Art is about believing into our fundamental divinity, into our inner beauty and ability to express beauty...artist and viewer together in a shared experience since we can create and perceive or recognise only what we first behold.
Artist and viewer together...many times never meeting in person, like in these isolation times, but yet vibrating together in a shared experience in a shared dream in a continuum act of creation.

So why should we fear change when it is the only constant movement of life and in this never ending movement we can make choices we can use this “break” to feel more into what we prefer to create, to make conscious decisions to envision how we would love our world to be?
Our consciousness can project outward only what we first own in our clear vision, without judgement only with love for the experiences we chose to have in order to learn … to expand our consciousness.

We contain it all. We behold inward all the emotions we dislike or prefer and from this infinite reservoir we can choose what to express in this life. Each and every one gets to choose, to decide who they prefer to be and since we contain all possibilities in each moment we can define who we are as individuals, create models or ideal selves through our imagination like blueprints for the houses we want to live in.

In the now moment I can either focus on fear, loneliness or depression and separate furthermore from my true self the empowered one that I decided by definition I am, or I can be the expression of joy, of unconditional love.
It all starts with an idea, but the moment the idea is presented onto the white background of imagination we become that idea and we can consciously decide what idea we choose to be.
So I asked myself: “Who am I, who I prefer to be?” and I responded “I am the happiness, I am the love, I am the joy expressed in a world alike”.
This is how “Homo Deus'' series came to life.
I chose vibrant colours and I used photographs from Merce Cunningham’s Dance Company or Alvin Ailey’s American Dance Theater while I kept my memory into my heart the poem “Invictus” written by William Ernest Henley.

Circumstances cannot dictate who we choose to be.
They can only act as excuses.
A pandemic is just another circumstance. It can only act as an opportunity to decide collectively what we prefer to experience with integrity.
We can all be dancers through life, allowing the music to dictate each step to take.
I do believe all circumstances we meet in our life, collectively or individually are just neutral sets of props. I believe we are the assigners of meaning. We get to choose how to interpret a circumstance or a condition based on our belief system and thus on our choices.
Nothing happens outside of us, nothing happens without our participation, consciously or subconsciously we get to decide in each moment of our physical existence what to bring to manifestation into our experience.
This shouldn’t include thoughts and emotions of guilt but the acceptance of the idea that all events lead to valuable experiences that shouldn’t be negated or subjected to any judgment, but just accepted with gratitude for they are all playing important parts in our growing, expansion and ability to make new choices.

I have felt my entire life that I am more than this body, I’ve watched its limitations while I’ve equally observed the freedom, the limitless of my imagination, of my inner emotions not always related with physical facts.
I felt my skin more like the border of a country, real on paper but no more than an idea in truth.
Gradually through my life I accepted something that I had always known and that is our physical bodies reside in our consciousness.
In my imagination I see our bodies more like projected images on the screen we call our world. A white canvas we are all painting it together. I feel we are all energy in motion creating from ideas the reality we all perceive.
When such an idea is accepted we become aware that nothing outside us decides or dictates our experiences, that we are by extension the creators.
We are the real walking gods.
Even if we create sadness, disease, separation or limitation it is only due to the system of beliefs we are functioning through, but still perfect creators that can step behind and watch and evaluate their creation.
We get to decide what to believe, we get to decide who we are, we get to decide what to create further more.

We can define who we are and follow our definitions imagining, envisioning the world we want to see, and by those definitions the exciting actions we can take to make it true or better say visible.

I don’t believe the purpose of this pandemic is to create isolation and separation further more...or any kind of fear based belief. Never before have we had such an opportunity to sit quietly and ask ourselves questions about our passions, our unlimited dreams, to close the eyes and use our imagination as a tool to envision the life we wish to live, without being forced into actions that are no longer representative or in accordance with our ideal self.
I refuse to believe we brought about us this pandemic to create a world of more separation than it was before.
The world is changing in did, always had and always will, but it will change accordingly to our imagination, our beliefs, either coming from fear or from the opposite of fear, from love.

If I were to choose to believe that I need to keep distance with my fellow humans my entire life in order to survive, I will probably create and meet the experience that the belief dictates.
But if I choose to believe that this pandemic is an opportunity, setting aside the grief for those who left this world, by assign my meaning, my interpretation and by deciding that we are now through our collective imagination reshaping our world into a preferred one, than I will still be able after a while to enjoy a dance performance and to open the doors of my studio.
Nothing can separate us from our passions, our dreams.
We are not frail or fragile, we may perceive and believe we are, while watching our bodies ageing, but we are not just passing through this life, we are not only subjected to extinction. This is not all we are. We have eternal souls, with no end and no beginning sometimes expressed in physical form in a linear time-frame.
We cannot breathe and survive in a world where we cannot create beauty...and in this act of co-creation we all have different parts to play...