2015 - the year of infinity - if you add all the numbers up you get 8 - which on its side is the sign of infinity - and I think it's going to be one hell of a good year for us.

— Jay Woodman

5 words of advice to reduce stress - "Connect with your Soul's power" or "Change your reality through Coaching".

— Jay Woodman

Affirmations: "I love & respect my mind, body, spirit." & "I do what best nurtures all parts of myself." & "I thrive on wholeness." Namaste!

— Jay Woodman

Affirmation: What most fulfills & energizes me - mind, body, spirit - is what manifests in my life.

— Jay Woodman

All creation expands and evolves.

— Jay Woodman

All I can say to people who hate their mothers for giving birth to them is "get the fuck out of your scared shells and kiss the world".

— Jay Woodman

Allow the light to fall across you. Shadow or sunlight. Allow it to define your shape. In its way. Another day it may be different. It surely will be. Are we ever the same? Is the light? And the way a form presses into the grass?

— Jay Woodman

APPROACH Rain is falling. Winter approaches. I drive towards it. In the slow rain. In the semi-darkness. Cello music is playing in the car. The deep sad sound of the cello. It almost swamps me. Routine endeavors to swamp me. The everyday paying of bills. But I paint men walking in a city of icebergs and crystal. Some of the icebergs are red. I paint a woman swimming in green wavy water. Surrounded by desert mesas. Bright orange in the sunlight. With darker orange for shadows. I paint two people. With purple and pink and yellow and blue circles overlapping the boundaries of their bodies. Dancing. Life is not ordinary. When I see you tonight I will press my lips to your eyelids. Each one in turn. I will rub my fingertips over the skin on the back of your hands and around your wrists. I will sigh. Furthermore, I will growl. Furthermore, I will whinny. Furthermore, I will gallop into your smile. One sharp foot after the other.

— Jay Woodman

Art is the expression of appreciation of beauty real or imagined. It's also an examination of what it means to be alive with all its varied things, emotions, and experiences. We are forever trying to explain ourselves to the world or the world to ourselves.

— Jay Woodman

ART The world is full of confusion and contradiction. We cannot expect to do anything that is absolutely right. We can only measure rightness by the truth within ourselves. And our own truth will never be quite the same as somebody else's. I wish that I could touch you and be sure that it was the right thing to do. I only want to touch you briefly. Just once so that you will know. We are flesh and blood and full of faults. But we are also full of warmth. The world is full of confusion, but there is compassion in its midst. Communication via simple touch can transmit so much of us in just one minute. Like a painting or a piece of music. I want to touch your soul. I only wish I could be sure it was the right thing to do.

— Jay Woodman