“Far from being a progressive process, grief moves by turns and spirals, a twisting path because it is not always clear or orderly. Grief is the least linear thing I know.” Jan Richardson, Sparrow
What do you carry within you?
Twisting
Growing up
“By refusing to ask what was wrong, I was holding the fragile bubble of my world in my hand, protecting it by not questioning it, keeping it from shattering into a million fragments. I put myself into a state of arrested development by staying a child.” Madeleine L’Engle, Bright Evening Star
What are you willing to ask?
Winter storm
“My father always used to say, “Don’t raise your voice. Improve your argument.” Good sense does not always lie with the loudest shouters, nor can we say that a large, unruly crowd is always the best arbiter of what is right.” ― Desmond Tutu
How do you speak up in light of yesterday’s happenings?
Winter light
I am yearning for snow…fresh and untouched, a winter wonderland of stillness and peace that covers all the pain and grief of the past months.
What kind of space are you yearning for?
Start close in
Start close in,
don’t take the second step
or the third,
start with the first
thing
close in,
the step
you don’t want to take. ~ David Whyte
What is your first step?
A new year
A new year lies ahead. Where will it take us? What unknown and uncharted waters lie ahead? Imagine a sign at the entrance “Peace to all who enter here.”
What are you moving toward?
With the Eyes of the Heart 