In 2019 and 2014, I shared Ash Wednesday images, which brings to mind my dear friend Liz (whose story is also here). Liz longed for a pastor to place the ashes on her forehead while saying, “Remember we are stardust, and to stardust we shall return.”
Not the same old song
When will we see we are more?
Stardust in Love’s Wind.
It was a gift to devote yesterday afternoon and evening to this painting… and I’m getting close! Just so you know what you’re looking at: the top image is a printout of a photograph from the Ho’omaluhia Botanical Garden on Oahu; the bottom is my 12”x12” canvas. Grateful to have a creative practice that both anchors and stretches a sacred moment of attention.
pondering the ashes that mark the land after last Fall’s Cougar Creek Fire and the journey once again to life
A blessed Ash Wednesday, Everyone.
“The resurrection is public love: a vindicating ‘yes!’ to the wasted and exploited, and a resounding ‘no!’ to empire and its powers of anaerobic death. Biblically and ecologically, resurrection happens in gardens. It’s the way the earth moves. The earth’s corpus is crusted with decay, but it doesn’t stay that way. Resurrection is life uprising.” ~Jonathon McRay, Keep Watch with Me Lenten Reader
“grace, easygoing here, ferociously unmovable there” ~Mary Oliver, Upstream
“While he was still far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion; he ran and put his arms around him and kissed him. … The father said, ‘Let us eat and celebrate; for this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found!’” ~Luke 15:20, 23-24
I love how this cropped… “real”ing with … What a great way to describe carrying one another’s stories.
2014 Ash Wednesday Worship Notes: