… watching for the brushstrokes of God
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: … ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins
What did you come for?
It may be that when we no longer know what to do
we have come to our real work,
and that when we no longer know which way to go
we have come to our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed.
The impeded stream is the one that sings. ~ Wendell Berry
What does this require of 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?
“What I saw was the power of a flutist to move a town, address an evil, and bring the powerful to accountability. Without any visible power or even prestige, much less a violent weapon, a flutist transformed a whole community.“ ~ John Paul Lederach, The Moral Imagination
How do you use creativity or art to transform your community?
The Hebrew word anavah is usually translated as “humility,” a word we struggle with. What it conveys is to occupy your God-given space in the world—to not take up too much or too little. Thus we don’t squish anyone or force others to fill our space.
What would it look like to simply occupy the space that is yours? No more, no less.
In the midst of the barrenness of winter our eyes catch splashes of brightness. Red Cardinals are a joy to behold. They move with purpose, navigating the fine balance of life and death amidst the grey winter clouds, naked trees and cold white snow.
How do you add splashes of color to your days?
With the Eyes of the Heart 