
How do the leaves and colors invite you to be playful?

… watching for the brushstrokes of God

How do the leaves and colors invite you to be playful?

Trauma is an open wound. For those who survive trauma, the experience of trauma can be likened to a death. But the reality is that death has not ended; instead, it persists. The experience of survival is one in which life, as it once was, cannot be retrieved. However, the promise of life ahead cannot be envisioned.” ~ Shelly Rambo
Where do you hold or see open wounds?

In order to be effective messengers of hope, we must begin by trusting our inner voice, an inner intuition that speaks into the vast wastelands of our time. ~ Makoto Fujimura
What does your intuition see beyond the wasteland?

When days turn towards grey and gloomy, dark and cold, trees burst into the full display of color and beauty. They shine and sparkle.
Where do gloom and beauty intersect for you?

Fall leaves turning and drifting to the ground, opening up spaces for new vistas. Cooler air bringing out new blues in the sky mixed with grey days that brighten the brilliance of the red and yellow, orange and burgundy colored leaves.
What is opening up for you as the leaves fall?

The disert place of retreat was set up to discover the edge of glory, to experience the beyond that is in our midst. ‘Diserts’ are set up not to run away from what is going on but to experience in greater depth the reality that is about them. ~ David Adam, Border Lands
Where do you discover the edge of glory?