… watching for the brushstrokes of God
I do not know if these hands will become
Malcolm’s – raised and fisted
or Martin’s – open and asking
or James’s – curled around a pen.
I do not know if these hands will be
Rosa’s
or Ruby’s
gently gloved
and fiercely folded
calmly in a lap,
on a desk,
around a book,
ready
to change the world…
Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming
What story do your hands tell? What do your hands open toward? How will you change the world?
“The eye, when it opens, is like the dawn breaking in the night. When it opens a new world is there. … Love is the light in which we see each thing in it’s true origin, nature and destiny. If we could look at the world in a loving way, then the world would rise up before us full of invitations, possibility and depth.” John O’Donohue, Anam Cara
What do your eyes see? What invitations, possibilities and depth are you waking up to?
“The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off your souls.” Pablo Picasso
“Hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
life is a broken-winged bird
that cannot fly. “ Langston Hughes
What are the dreams you are holding onto?
“I will never understand the silent dying of the green pie-apple tree if I do not slow down and listen to what the Spirit is telling me, telling me of the death of trees, the death of planets, of people, and what all those deaths mean in the light of love of the Creator, who brought them all into being, who brought me into being, and you.” Madeleine L’engle, walking on Water
There is forced slowing down from outer circumstances and there is voluntary slowing down, to be and to listen. What emerges as you slow down and listen?
“I sit on my favorite rock, looking over the brook, to take time away from busyness, time to be. I’ve long since stopped feeling guilty about taking being time; it’s something we all need for our spiritual health, and often we don’t take enough of it.” Madeleine L’Engle, Walking on Water
How do we make time for being amidst the demands or forced being of our times? How do we keep from running on empty?
With the Eyes of the Heart 