… watching for the brushstrokes of God
“The world has enough beautiful mountains and meadows, spectacular skies and serene lakes. It has enough lush forests, flowered fields, and sandy beaches. It has plenty of stars and the promise of a new sunrise and sunset every day. What the world needs more of is people to appreciate and enjoy it.” Michael Josephson
What do you enjoy?
“We must meet each moment as open-heartedly and clear-eyed as possible and listen for what is called for in that moment. Sometimes it means we will fall apart and sometimes it means we will summon our inner sovereign and find our power emerging out of the devastation. It is not that one is better than the other, the response emerges from what is happening.”
— Christine Valters Paintner
How do you stay open to the moment?
“There is a place in the soul that neither time nor space nor no created thing can touch.” (German mystic Meister Eckhard)
“…what it means is that your identity is not equivalent to your biography and that there is a place in you where you have never been wounded, where there is still a sureness in you, where there’s a seamlessness in you, and where there is a confidence and tranquility in you. And I think the intention of prayer and spirituality and love is now and again to visit that inner kind of sanctuary.” John O’Donohue
Do you know that place?
“Something as earthbound as fabric and clay and paint can speak our most wordless longings, express our delight and grief. Beauty can connect our hearts to the divine heart.” ~ Grünewald Guild founder Richard Caemmerer
How do you express what words cannot?
“Meister Eckhart said, ‘So many people come to me asking how I should pray, how I should think, what I should do. And the whole time, they neglect the most important question, which is, how should I be?’ And I think when you slow it down, then you find your rhythm. And when you come into rhythm, then you come into a different kind of time.” – John O’Donohue
How is your be–ing?
“As autumn gave way to winter, those bare limbs, stretched black against the sky, revealed the essence of trees and the way that death can open us to the essence of life. I was able to see the trees in a different way and came to appreciate the beauty of sparseness.” Christine Valters Paintner, The Soul’s Slow Ripening
How do you appreciate beauty in sparseness?
With the Eyes of the Heart 