Fountain of Joy
“Ever-new joy is the essence of Spirit.”
This is a core pillar of Paramahansa Yogananda’s teachings that deeply resonates with me, and it’s part of the inner landscape from which this painting emerged.
A vision began moving through my consciousness long before I knew how it would become a painting.
A circle of synchronized water beings—moving as one intelligence, one rhythm, one living pulse—kept returning, gently persistent, until it asked to be translated into form.
Fountain of Joy is the result of that unfolding.
This is not a quiet work.
It’s a celebration of life force in motion: beauty expanding, rhythm unfolding, colour moving like water.
Joy here is not subtle or restrained. It rises, arcs, spills, and returns again—like a living fountain that is always creating itself anew.
In the yogic understanding, joy is not something to be acquired—it is our natural state, ever-new and self-renewing, the underlying current of being itself.
When life is unobstructed, it reveals what has always been present.
The Water Elementals in this painting are not designed as perfected figures. They are part of the fountain itself—like drops mid-flight, forming and dissolving within the same continuous movement. They belong to the flow rather than standing apart from it.
Their presence is made luminous through layers of texture and the subtle shimmer of glass beads, which catch the light and evoke the flicker of water in motion.
They are rhythm, pattern, and presence—expressions of energy rather than identity.
In honouring water, I am also honouring the element within us (we are ~65% water). We are, in large part, fluid beings—responsive, receptive, constantly moving between states of inner and outer experience.
Water carries memory, emotion, and life itself. It does not resist its nature; it follows it.
Joy is what rises when nothing in us resists the movement of our True Self.
Not forced. Not manufactured. But allowed.
The painting becomes an invitation into that recognition—not as a concept, but as something felt. Something that moves through us when we are no longer separating ourselves from life.
The water spirits are symbolic of that inner experience. They reflect our own capacity to move with life rather than against it, to be shaped by flow rather than fixed form. In that sense, they are not separate from us at all.
They are us—remembering.
Fountain of Joy is ultimately an offering of permission. To expand. To soften into aliveness. To let joy be something that moves through us without needing to be contained.
A reminder that life is not only something we live—it is something that moves through us, endlessly creating, endlessly flowing, endlessly returning to itself.
What arises in you as you contemplate Fountain of Joy?
I invite you to visit my online shop here to see more close-up images of this painting, and to feel into whether it might be ready to come home to you.
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