The Invitation
Joseph of Arimathea
He meets you in the place where the old stories are exhausting, but the new ones haven't arrived yet. He holds that threshold with patience and warmth. And he asks only one thing: you stay open to the possibility that you are more than what has happened to you.
His companionship is an invitation to fall in love with yourself. To imagine greater things. To build on a foundation that pain could not destroy.
Joseph of Arimathea
Acrylic on canvas, 100cm x 50cm (23.6" x 39.4")
The emergence
Joseph was imagined into this world by the provocation: "Why do you keep choosing to do it this way?"
I fell in love with Joseph as I looked into his eyes as they emerged on the canvas. It was a new way without history or negative expectation — not yet conceived, but sensed. The way you sense something waiting just before it arrives.
Through that door came an invitation to lay down every story I believed about myself. The stories of abandonment. Betrayal. Failure. Unworthiness. The longing not to be here.
All of those stories were asked to leave.
Leave where you ask?
“The Heart,” said Joseph.
“Empty your Heart of the past.
Let the future be new.
Let the Heart hope again.”
The presence