… watching for the brushstrokes of God
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?
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?
As light departs to let the earth be one with night,
silence deepens in the mind, and thoughts grow slow;
the basket of twilight brims over with colors
gathered from within the secret meadows of the day
and offers it like blessings… ~ John O’Donohue
What’s gathered in your basket?
When we slow down we begin to see the little things and we slowly come to know the world below the surface — within ourselves, and within our community and in the world. We begin to see the dead leaves and the emerging new life.
What do you notice emerging?
The artist’s work is homeless in the deepest sense even though it is also real work alongside scholarship and church and state. Art does not come within the sphere of our work as creatures or our work as sinners saved by grace. As pure play it relates to redemption. Hence it is at root a non practical and lonely action. It belongs to the empty sphere of the uncontrollable future in the present. ~ Karl Barth
Where do you enter homeless play?
“Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy?” Isaiah 55:2
300 km of bike trails with 43 wind, water and horse mills make this region in Germany unique. The mills are in operation from April to October serving oven-warm butter cake to the creaking and rustling of the mill wings.
What makes your region unique?
With the Eyes of the Heart 