… watching for the brushstrokes of God
The years, the months, the days, and the hours have flown by my open window. Here and there an incident, a towering moment, a naked memory, an etched countenance, a whisper in the dark, a golden glow these and much more are the woven fabric of the time I have lived. ~ Howard Thurman
What is woven into your fabric?
Give us a song to guide our feet
as we’re marching to freedom land.
~ Common Prayer, a liturgy for ordinary radicals
What song guides your feet?
“Hope as I am using the term refers to commitment to the strangeness of the future — a future that is uncertain, fragile, carefully negotiated, and often wrenched, strained and disfigured through suffering, yet it is situated in the narrow space of transcendence, like the element of surprise in the narrative, the imagined possibility that brings resolution and redemption to the tragic and ironic, only to be upended and returned again to the struggle. ~ Walter Earl Fluker, The ground has shifted
Hope…how do you use the term?
“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” ~ Harriet Tubman
What is your dream?
“The asking of new questions often leads us to the perilous, growing edge of our minds. That’s because all new and original thought begins with a question, which leads to an exploration.” ~ Dawna Markova, I will not die an unlived life
What’s your question?
“I have learned that success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which [one] has overcome while trying to succeed.” ~ Booker T. Washington
What obstacles have led you to succeed?
With the Eyes of the Heart 