… watching for the brushstrokes of God
“On the front end, it hurts. Leaving my to-do lists alone. Trusting the universe will continue its forward motion without my intervention. Demonstrating that it is God who sustains me and not my own efforts. Sabbath is like the scary free fall of faith, in microcosm. And it is good for our hearts to practice. It gets easier.” ~ Marcia Lebhar
What might you leave alone?
whatever you have to say, leave
the roots on, let them
dangle
And the dirt
Just to make clear
where they come from ~ Charles Olson, These days
What do you notice?
The human spirit needs places where nature has not been rearranged by human hand.
Where do you encounter such places?
The weather is getting warmer, spring is in the air beckoning animals to emerge from hibernation. Resources stored in their bodies have been used up over the cold winter months. Spending months asleep they wake rested and hungry.
How will you emerge from covid hibernation? What are you hungry for? How rested are you?
Hope is disruptive, counter to dominant wind patterns, interrupting what is mapped—a crosscurrent pushing with creativity and truth in directions that many may think neither possible nor desirable. ~ Mark Labberton
What direction is hope pushing you?
Beauty is all around us, yet so much passes us by because we are too busy, too worried, too tired. Just a few moments settled in our favorite spot can restore us wether we hold a cup of coffee/tea, wrap a colorful quilt around us or feel the warmth of the sun.
What moments restore you?
With the Eyes of the Heart 