A bird on his perch Beckons spring and a new nest He just needs a mate.
Perch — art prescription
Perch — art prescription
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A Litany for Earth Day — Godspacelight
by Christine Sine Opening Prayer Creator God, majestic maker of all things, Sculptor and architect of earth itself. We sit in awe and wonder of your love. We listen to the breath of earth and song of heaven, Joining with the son of God and child of earth, To raise our human voices to creation’s…
A Litany for Earth Day — Godspacelight
Thoughts for the new year
“1. Savor Everyday Moments – Pause now and then to smell a rose or watch children at play.Study participants who took time to “savor” ordinary events that they normally hurried through, or to think back on pleasant moments from their day, “showed significant increases in happiness and reductions in depression,” says psychologist Sonja Lyubomirsky.
2. Avoid Comparisons – While keeping up with the Joneses is part of American culture, comparing ourselves with others can be damaging to happiness and self-esteem. Instead of comparing ourselves to others, focusing on our own personal achievement leads to greater satisfaction, according to Lyubomirsky.
3. Put Money Low on the List – People who put money high on their priority list are more at risk for depression, anxiety, and low self-esteem, according to researchers Tim Kasser and Richard Ryan.Their findings hold true across nations and cultures. “The more we seek satisfactions in material goods, the…
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Waking
“Get up from your bed,
go out from your house,
follow the path you know so well,
so well that you now see nothing
and hear nothing
unless something can cry loudly to you,
and for you it seems
even then
no cry is louder than yours
and in your own darkness
cries have gone unheard
as long as you can remember.
These are hard paths we tread
but they are green
and lined with leaf mold
and we must love their contours
as we love the body branching
with its veins and tunnels of dark earth.
I know that sometimes
your body is hard like a stone
on a path that storms break over,
embedded deeply
into that something that you think is you,
and you will not move
while the voice all around
tears the air
and fills the sky with jagged light.
But sometimes unawares
those sounds…
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Truth
“We don’t have much truth to express unless we have gone into those rooms and closets and woods and abysses that we were told not go in to. When we have gone in and looked around for a long while, just breathing and finally taking it in – then we will be able to speak in our own voice and to stay in the present moment. And that moment is home.”
~ Anne Lamott
Falling into the Arms of God
English: Saint Teresa of Avila, reliquary, Polychrom wood, 17th century, anonymous. Treasure of the cathedral of Guadix, Andalusia, Spain. Français : Reliquaire de sainte Thérèse d’Avila, bois polychrome, XVIIth century, anonyme. Trésor de la cathédrale de Guadix, Andalousie, Espagne. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
When God draws tight that slack thread of desire, God draws us to Him.
God’s finger tracing our life’s stories which are the musical notes of God’s story in us.
We are God’s music.
Meister Ekhart believed that detachment was the highest virtue. He wanted to live without why.
Teresa of Avila was not able to say why. She said I am living at the center of the castle.
I am life, I live.
While others are at vigil I sleep in union, the feast is on.
Mystics are naturally living without why.
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Teresa of Avilia
Seventh two-light window in the south aisle, depicting the saints Teresa and Agnes. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Seventh Dwelling is already in us. We are deepening the consciousness of what we already have. God is an overflowing spring even in the obscurity of night. Love is now not some future event. We don’t wait till we are perfect to love. We love now in this moment. To love with the love of God inscribed in the depths of our being. We are aware of our deep poverty. We must be silent before mystery. The poet Jessica Powers says we can’t love enough. We go with our little love and offer it where we are. It represents our littleness. Do what we can as little as it is.
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Eternity Around You
The artist pursues truth, one of the hallmarks of beauty. The flawed artist, filled with uncertainty is pulsed to express what he has found. sometimes the findings are a glad poem, or gives voice to the dense cadences of creation as in the music of Beethoven.
Every artistic expression is an expression of belonging. We must leave the cosy shelter to visit the outposts where we find our brothers and sisters longing to be free of toxic boundaries.
The artist accompanies us into all kinds of new
English: My own work, taken in August 2007. A picture from the Lebanese-side of the Israeli-Lebanon border. This photo shows in the distance an Israeli army outpost. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
possibility of belonging.
Work of Play
English: A labyrinth in Grace Cathedral, San Francisco (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Run with thorn in the side, against the odds, lucky one.
Come up from behind, finish strong.
Joy is contagious
Wounded healer, free, no stumbling blocks only stepping stones.
Path leads to the center of many circles.
The center was always there.
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ADVENT WITH EVELYN UNDERHILL: The Vision Of Love — The Value of Sparrows
From The School of Charity When we look out towards this Love that moves the stars and stirs in the child’s heart, and claims our total allegiance and remember that this alone is Reality and we are only real so far as we conform to its demands, we see our human situation from a fresh angle; and […]
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