… watching for the brushstrokes of God
We do not long remember those artists who followed the rules more diligently than anyone else. We remember those who made the art from which “the rules” inevitably followed. ~ Art & Fear
Who do you remember? What new spaces did they open up?
Describe the greatest and most memorable, joyful moments from last year. How did you feel? Who was there with you? What were you doing? What smells, sounds or tastes do you remember?
What dreams does it invite for the new year?
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What a waste it is to be surrounded by heaven, by a sky ‘made [brilliant] by Angels wings’ and to be unaware of it. Perhaps the first step is that we really should want to unearth God in our midst… [to] let the mundane become the edge of glory, and find the extraordinary in the ordinary.“ ~ Esther De Waal
How do you look for possibility not perfection?
How do the leaves and colors invite you to be playful?
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?
“The challenge of trauma is the challenge of witnessing to a phenomenon that exceeds the categories by which we make sense of the world.” ~ Shelly Rambo
How do you enter that challenge?
With the Eyes of the Heart 