What if you bowed before every dandelion you met and wrote love letters to squirrels and pigeons who crossed your path? ~ Christine Valters Paintner
Hope begins small with mustard seeds or yeast, a little bread and a few fish. Hope flourishes as we take time for beauty, rest and celebration, and reshapes our vision.
How does hope change you?
“The arts present the most powerful form of nonviolent resistance. …Reminders of beauty can present justice in words, images, and songs that draw us in and captivate our attention until their truth can reach our hearts and transform our communities.” ~ Makoto Fujimura, Culture Care
How do you become a bouquet of flowers?
May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.” ~ John O’Donohue
What draws your eye as you enter the day?
I began this blog almost two years ago as the pandemic shut down life and shifted my work for a Louisville Institute Grant. As Covid restrictions are easing and we find new rhythms, I am moving to posting three days a week (MWF).
What are you letting go off as we are shifting out of the pandemic?
William Dyrness has noted, “Artists, after all, think with their hands and their fingertips, with their eyes and their ears, usually in ways they cannot articulate in words.”
What does the daffodil speak of?