… watching for the brushstrokes of God
To go in the dark with a light is to know the light.
To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,
and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings. – Wendell Berry
How do you walk in the dark?
“…the past lies before me and the future lies behind me. …What we know, what we have seen, is the past. So it lies before us. What we cannot see, what we cannot know is the future.” Jebuwot Sumbeiywo
How are you learning to read the space before you? Do you know the patterns of the past and the potentialities of the future?
“I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.” ― Mary Oliver
Oh, how we miss singing together. What kind of kindness and mischief do these times require of us?
Shadows lengthening
Dreams, longings, limitations
Slowing toward rest
What prayer rises from your afternoon?
Flowers at full bloom, past their peak and dead. New life is emerging at the same time as the old is fading away.
Where is new life emerging for you? What is fading away?
Sunsets draw us. Is it their quiet beauty? Their stunning colors? Their peacefulness? Their promise of rest at the end of the day? The permission to let go as the sun dips below the horizon? A spaciousness to breathe and be rejuvenated?
How do sunsets draw you?
With the Eyes of the Heart 