Impact
I have been thinking about the word “impact”. Heroes make an impact, so does a disaster. Meteors leave a crater upon impact due to speed and height and weight. A featherlight bird, almost invisible unless we pay attention, lifts our soul …a different kind of impact. How do we see our impact?
Winter
“If we see the soul’s journey as cyclical, like the seasons … then we can accept the reality that periods of despair or fallowness are like winter – a resting time that offers us a period of creative hibernation, purification, and regeneration that prepare us for the births of spring.” ~ Linda Leonard, Call to…
Posture
I have been thinking about posture. Maybe because I entered the new year sick while on vacation and didn’t feel like tackling anything. We often start with tackling resolutely whatever needs improving. Yet, in the beginning, God’s Spirit hovered… With what posture do you enter a new year?
Advent 3
There is a simple line in the birth story of John the Baptist that jumped out at me this year. “No, his name is John.” Simple, not Zechariah but John – not unusual in our days – in those days it stirred up the whole hill country. What simple little shifts change your world?
Advent 2
I was reflecting on how people during the story of Jesus’ birth made room for God to enter into their lives in unexpected ways. Whether Zechariah or Elizabeth, Mary or Joseph, all had to make space and adjust to God disrupting their lives in ways that were utterly beyond them. How do you make room…
Advent 1
I love the parallel of winter and advent in my region. Short days and long nights and barren trees do not indicate the restoration going on underground. The small first stirrings of God’s coming during the Advent season are usually invisible to our senses. It takes awhile to slow down enough to make room for…
Desultory
“[A bee] was hovering among some blackberry sprays, just touching the flowers here & there in a very tentative way, yet all unconsciously, life – life – life – was left behind at every touch, as the miracle-working pollen grains were transferred to the place where they could set the unseen spring working.” ~ Lillias…
Seasonal
The beauty of the fall season comes to an end with the release of the golden, red and blazing leaves. The trees loosen their grasp on greening and dazzling to enter into winter’s rest. How might we release what we no longer need to carry or loosen our grasp for deep and slow replenishment?
Prairie
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee.And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few. ~ Emily Dickinson Each small step bringing life, how does your prairie take shape?
Chaordic
Recently I was introduced to the word chaordic which is “used to describe recognizable and predictable patterns within systems of chaos”. In the days of unpredictability, change and chaos we need to learn to look for the hidden patterns that are signs of God’s continuing presence to anchor and guide us. How do you discover…
Slowing
Watching the destructive forces of one storm after another leaving devastation in their wake makes me wonder what we in our rushing leave behind. Is life-giving unfolding and emerging found in slowing? Birth, rebuilding, growing all take time. What in your life needs slowing?
Leaves fall
“New beginnings start in darkness, in the process of letting go, and stepping down, just as we see in nature, as the trees lose their leaves, and seeds fall to be buried in the Earth.” ~ Abbey of the Arts What new beginnings might your letting go invite?
Flamboyant, gregarious
Sometimes something utterly unknown and foreign flutters into our lives with flamboyant colors and invites us to playfulness and exploration. What unknowns do you engage playfully?
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