Blessings to you on this day we in the United States honor those who have served as channels of maternal love.
“How should I prepare to find you?
In emptying myself of the chatter
of my words, and opening myself
to the silence that allows me
to risk an unknowing that expects
nothing and deserves nothing
and wills nothing other than
the word You speak in
the stillness I keep where
my wandering ceases and
my wondering begins?”
—Meister Eckhart’s Book of the Heart by Jon M. Sweeney & Mark S. Burrows, p. 41
Yesterday as I knelt for a photo of a little flower, there was a really loud buzzing at my side. I was intent to receive the photo as the buzzing continued, then turned slowly toward the sound. Right next to me was an iridescent hummingbird, hovering at a flower as well.
We shared a moment —
sipping the nectar of life —
Listen, Love opens
and calls our names, hinging all
her hope on our yes.
“Why not pretend for now that the Absolute (the Great Mystery, the Ground of Being) sometimes expresses itself in the body of a woman?” —Mirabai Starr, Wild Mercy
Flow ~ the signature of heaven
(For those who remember the sitcom “Alice,” you may find it amusing that Flo and her red-haired, feisty spirit came to mind as I was working on this page.)
I’ve been reading/processing a lot lately through the lens of flow. This morning I enjoyed a blog post from Bishop Mike Rinehart called “Church as Movement.”
I kinda like Flo as a nickname for the Holy Spirit.
It was a delight to see these two images side-by-side create a nice sunrise-to-sunset blessing on the day.
“Seven Years of Wonder” is a daily look back at my creative journaling posts since 2014. I began this journey on Feb. 11, 2021, and hope to continue through Feb. 10, 2022. What am I learning about my art and faith journey thus far? What has remained constant? Where have I been changed? How is this impacting present and future art-making?
A deep bow of gratitude to you for keeping me company on this journey.