I am grateful for finding my spiritual path - a path which has offered me a route beyond the despair that captured Vincent. By striving to recognize and honor the clear light shining in others, and to see the Buddha and the divinity in everyone and everything I can (on my most enlightened days) rest in the knowledge that everything is part of the path, and everything is sacred. On his best days, by the evidence of his paintings, I suspect Van Gogh shared in this understanding.

It is from the mud and muddle of suffering that the lotus-like flowers of spiritual awakening grow. Fortunately for us, before taking himself from us, Vincent poured out both his pain and incandescent inner radiance on canvas and on page, for the betterment of us all. What better way to contribute to this world than to leave it a more beautiful place?