Drawing the soul

Hope always draws the soul from the beauty which is seen to what is beyond, always kindles the desire for the hidden through what is constantly perceived. Therefore, the ardent lover of beauty, although receiving what is always visible as an image of what he desires, yet longs to be filled with the very stamp of the archetype. Gregory of Nyssa (4th century)

What is your soul drawn to?

On the horizon

“The season of Advent means there is something on the horizon the likes of which we have never seen before … What is possible is to not see it, to miss it, to turn just as it brushes past you. And you begin to grasp what it was you missed, like Moses in the cleft of the rock, watching God’s [back] fade in the distance. So stay. Sit. Linger. Tarry. Ponder. Wait. Behold. Wonder. There will be time enough for running. For rushing. For worrying. For pushing. For now, stay. Wait. Something is on the horizon.” Jan L. Richardson, Night Vision

Invite wonder

“What if you bowed before every dandelion you met and wrote love letters to squirrels and pigeons who crossed your path? What if scrubbing the dishes became an act of single reverence for the gift of being washed clean, and what if the rhythmic percussion of chopping carrots became the drumbeat of your dance? … There are two ways to live in this world: As if everything were enchanted or nothing at all.”
― Christine Valters Paintner, The Soul of a Pilgrim

What shall it be?

Light enough

“Mostly we have just enough light to see the next step: what we have to do in the coming hour or the following day. The art of living is to enjoy what we can see and not complain about what remains in the dark. When we are able to take the next step with the trust that we will have enough light for the step that follows, we can walk through life with joy and be surprised at how far we go. Let’s rejoice in the little light we carry and not ask for the great beam that would take all shadows away.” Henri Nouwen

Do you trust the light you have?

Many ways to tell a story

“Take the Christmas story. …we can tell it as a story about darkness giving birth to light, about seemingly endless waiting, and about that which lies at the end of all our waiting… darkness can become the tending place in which our longings for healing, justice, and peace grow and come to birth.” Jan Richardson, Night Visions

How many ways do you tell the story?


Less than half an ounce of fluff and a brain like a treasure map of summer seeds stored in a wide radius. To survive the cold dark nights of winter, the chickadee needs to eat well during the short daylight hours by relying on its memory of seeds stored.

What does your treasure map contain to nurture you during winter seasons?