… watching for the brushstrokes of God
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
-over and over announcing your place
in the family of things. – Mary Oliver
How does the world offer itself to your imagination?
The Sacred Arts come from an expression of the soul that has found itself loved. That soul, in answer, longs to return to God the immensity of His love. The creative arts give voice, eyesight, color, wings to that ardent response of the heart. ~ Mother Betty Pugsley, CJ
How do you give color and wings to your response?
“When we rush from one thing to another, we skim over the surface of life losing that sacred attentiveness that brings forth revelations in the most ordinary of moments.” ~ Christine Valters Paintner, Abbey of the Arts
How do you sink into revelations?
The command is “Do not work.” Just make space. Attend to what is around you. Learn that you don’t have to do to be. Except the grace of doing nothing. Stay with it until you stop jerking and squirming.~ Dallas Willard
How do you make space?
I love the ocean, listening to the rhythm of the waves. Ebb and flow, coming and receding. They speak of life, of activism and contemplation, engagement and withdrawal.
How do these rhythms resonate in your life?
With hope because hopelessness is the enemy of justice. With courage because peace requires bravery. With persistence because justice is a constant struggle. With faith because we shall overcome. ~ Peace and Justice Memorial, Montgomery AL
How do you remember?
With the Eyes of the Heart 