… watching for the brushstrokes of God
If you would enter into the wilderness,
do not begin without a blessing.
Do not leave
without hearing
who you are:
Beloved,
named by the One
who has traveled this path before you. ~ Jan Richardson
What are your spaces of “beloved” that allow you to enter the wilderness?
… So let us be marked
not for sorrow. …
but for claiming
what God can do
within the dust,
within the dirt,
within the stuff
of which the world
is made,
and the stars that blaze
in our bones,
and the galaxies that spiral
inside the smudge
we bear. ~ Jan Richardson
The Spirit of God breathes everywhere within you, just as in the beginning, filling light place and dark…green earth and dry…. God’s love grows, fullness upon fullness, where you crumble enough to give what is most dear. Your earth. ~ Joan Sauro, from Whole Earth Meditation
How do you give your dust?
With the Eyes of the Heart 