“Let us agree
for now
that we will not say
the breaking
makes us stronger… “ ~ Jan Richardson
Where are you tempted to shortcut grief?
In a dry and weary land
Fissures
“…through the fissures of our broken journeys, with pieces of our own hearts shattered on the ground, we journey by God’s grace into the New Creation. God sees beyond our shattered remains. He picks them up and sings a song over us.” ~ Makoto Fujimura
Do you hear the music?
New light
When things get so messy, strange or tense that I can’t find a way through, maybe playing with different colors will open up a path or spark an idea.
Where do you need to playfully find new openings?
Soul-stretching
At some point in life’s adventure we all struggle. It’s the tussle between the shadow and the daylight moments of the soul, forcing us to dig deep to open a new path.
What is stretching your soul at the moment?
Clean pain
I have been pondering Resmaa Menakem’s concept of clean and dirty pain. “Paradoxically only by walking into our pain or discomfort- experiencing it, moving through it, and metabolizing it – can we grow.” ~ My Grandmother’s Hands
Where are your growing edges?
Decreasing possibilities
Every time we put a foot on a path, a pen to paper, or a brush to the canvas we narrow the options as the actual emerges from the imagination.
Is the sky really the limit?
With the Eyes of the Heart 