Bringing light

Evelyn Woodward speaks of the poet’s voice (or artist I would add) as “bringing the light of what is best in our history to bear on our struggles in the present and pointing to the unknown future with hope.”

What light from history do you bring to the hope going forward?


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?