… watching for the brushstrokes of God
I don’t know who God is exactly.
But I’ll tell you this.
I was sitting in the river named Clarion, on a water splashed stone
and all afternoon I listened to the voices of the river talking.~ Mary Oliver
What do the river voices say to you?
I would love to live
Like a river flows,
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding. ~ John O’Donohue
What are the surprises in your unfolding?
It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.
But there is no other way.
The river can not go back. … ~ Khalil Gibran
Where do these lines take you?
“I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of it’s own unfolding.” John O’Donohue
In what surprising directions has your river of life taken you?
With the Eyes of the Heart 