A Love Letter

The original Love story.

somehow the way we are

with Love

always stems

from the way we were conceived.

When we learn the full range of the depth that we could fall too we can learn the heights of what we could ascend to..

“I have faith

in who you are becoming

in who you are

you are the wolf

having run through a storm

to stand on a mountain peak

dripping wet.”

- Saul Williams

One of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite poets.. I remember what I saw in my mind when I first read this and how I felt.

Now those words have returned to me and I have something to add to it.

“..having running through a storm to stand on a mountain peak..dripping wet, I have nothing left but to only find myself on my knees in complete prayer.”

Love,
Lei

What is rebirth but arriving at a state of continuous beginnings and renewal. -Lei

Got to love what is felt before the unseen. Got to love the vision in your minds eye, then through patience, work and more faith, it manifests out. What is manifested is a reflection of the love in the beginning. The Love is the same Love at the end. #painter #theartist #thestory

…they so often want to possess the painting, before they understand the story.

-Lei

Yeh yeh, i was running as fast as i can to get back to you. i felt the time quickly slipping under me as i was gathering all the pieces left to build a new beginning. In the midst of all the New York chaos, i nervously made calls back home spoke to Dad and asked how you were doing. But i never made a direct call to you. i worked hard as i could to build my new life in NY and to also create a time and space for me to fly back to you. i kept your picture with me before i left home, for some reason, i may have subconsciously knew that i needed it. Finally, after some time, i booked a flight back Home on my birthday week. A few days before my flight, i got the message that you passed. Im sorry i was late. While i was away, i thought about our walks when i was a little girl and how i wanted to spend time with you to learn more about what was on your mind and heart, and to share with you my dreams. i miss you and love you… as i am still allowing time to guide me to peace of your passing.

In losing my grandfather recently, I cant help but think how its like losing a deep sense of true education, which is our bridge to our elders that are great examples of tradition and culture while living in this current chaos of American society. In the western world, I feel like although we are surrounded by many different cultures we are made to think or perceive that the great values of these cultures are not “fit” to keep up with modern times. Being born in America, this frame of mind can be easily set in a subconscious level. Yes, we are surrounded by “expressions” of different cultures but it seems we embrace them in our lives as “accessories” or entertainment that feeds into a market-driven culture or capitalist society. We are not aware enought to reach deeper inside of a culture and learn great values that can perhaps serve better for our development in these modern times.

Our perception of cultural difference or even a perception of “superiority” has widen the gap between our roots, and the knowledge of Self, the concept of family and Home. It is amazing how numb we became submerging ourselves in a certain way of thinking set by others. It takes courage to see past your reflection and take off the mask of social roles, and ask oursevles how did I become so disconnected from my roots? I, myself have to admit that I am guilty of this.

Our elders carry tradition in their hearts. They embody values of their culture and are key figures, message carriers that are great examples that we can learn from, the good and the bad. This is the basic unit of true education. Lets close the gap.

Love,
Lei

I am willing not simply to live and die for an ideal. I’m willing to learn how to die while I’m alive, so I can live life more intensely and abundantly -Martin Luther King Jr

There is a certain death that comes along with rising above a situation that we most feared. There is a death that occurs when we choose to discover and follow light in the darkest hour. It is these great moments that gives birth to still peace within and fearlessness that gives light to all aspects of our lives. This I believe is the beginning of real living.

I give thanks to my experiences. I turn the pages back and can see how the Creator have blessed me and weaves his Love in the timeline of my story. I give praise to Allah for not only the times that are full of light, but more of the dark times that gave birth to my brightest moments.

As the Sun keep burning in the center of your universe, your darkest moments are not really your ending hour. Faithfully as your life rotate around its Creator, his Light will return to guide you to your new day.

with Love,

Lei

One of the most beautiful feeling is receiving a sign when your passion that is being cultivated and developed, is touching others. In relearning mySelf, growing into the woman in Peace, building and transforming as an artist, healing is ALOT of work. These past few years have not been easy. Although there are few glimpses of accomplishments visibly seen on the surface, what was established within has been beyond tremendous. And I cant help but look back and understand that truly the reality is that I have traveled a few lifetimes. It is without a shadow of doubt that I am guided and elevated by Allah’s love and mercy. It is Allah’s blessing that inspires me daily and cultivates the true Home that lies within.

In my own personal journey of transformation and healing, I continue to write this Love Letter. And for someone to stop and notice the work I am doing, I am completely humbled with gratitude. In some way, what your work consist of is beyond words, symbols and images, titles and labels. But your true work is You… within… and the spirit of it that transforms your reality and welcomes new and inspiring energies into your universe.

Vibrate Higher.

Thank you Rick for stopping, noticing and understanding.
Please check out his amazing site and the wonderful interview he did with me.

Eileen Lei: In Living Colors

So I have a confession to make…

Ive been writing in journals since I was 6 years old. There is a documentation of my whole life through my most inner voice, except for the last two years.

I am returning Home.

This woman has reminded me of the direction to go back.
She’s amazing.

This painting I created is a tribute to Ms. Sade Adu. Her gift of music has truly touched me. Her latest album, Soldier of Love was released at a very pivotal time in my life. She guides me with her song and this piece is a symbol of part of my Story, a Love Letter. Never underestimate the strength of a woman. Her Love may be reckless and fail, but it evolves and its the same passion that continues still with strength, even in the darkest hour.

In a world made of concrete and prison walls, blessed be the woman to be able to flow through it all with gentle femininty.

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