Whale's Calling Song
The night I finished this drawing I had a dream from Whale's perspective. I was a young calf feeling deep belonging in the grey whale pod. When the dream ended I could hear the call of his song. �Welcome yourself home to deep belonging. Welcome yourself to know you are home at every moment, at every location, in any company. Always home. Always found. Surrender into your belonging because anything else is an illusion. Anything else is a rip in the continuum of the web of life.�
Whale sings a calling song to bring forth creativity and to remember beauty is one of the strongest Medicines for humans. My prayer is that we all remember, when we see something beautiful in the world we have the capacity to recognize it because it already exists within us.
This drawing is the story of a baby Squid holding open the portal for Grey Whale. As I was working on the squid one night, shaping the suction cups and finishing around the eye, I looked down and noticed two dots of black ink on my shirt. My mind considered the possibilities; what realm was I working in? Black ink�drawing a squid. My logical self felt great relief when I remembered I had polished my shoes with black polish the day before. Shew, that was close! For a moment I thought I might be losing my hold on this reality as solid.
When I went to bed I noticed the spots on my shirt were wet and actually came off on my sheets. I got up and wash them off. The black came out quite easily. Hmmm�I thought to myself that shoe polish should dry after over 24 hours and it�s not supposed to wash off. How weird would it be if the squid I was drawing got me? Was this a little practical joke from another dimension, or just a very strange coincidence?
The next night as I was drawing the Whale, I had the distinct sense of this creature moving me into deep peace and steady joy. This whale is so real to me. I turned off my intensely bright studio lights and stepped back across my studio with the regular room lights on and looked upon this Whale. There was a serene joy in its face like enlightenment. I was a child drawing a master. When I laid down in bed I realized why this drawing process had become free of worry � the master was teaching me �no mind, no thought� just to be present in the moment. Whale was teaching me to relax into the web of life and be held by something bigger than my own plan.
�Robin Landsong 2011
December 26th, 2014
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