The extent to which we are divorced from the complementary rhythms of restfulness and creativity is the extent to which we are cut off from patterns of well-being within ourselves and in our relationships. If we fail to establish regular practices of stillness and rest, our creativity will be either exhausted or shallow. Our countenance, instead of reflecting a vitality of fresh creative energy that is sustained by the restorative depths of stillness, will be listless or frenetic. This is as true collectively as it is individually, and applies as much to human creativity as it does to the earth’s fruitfulness. Creativity without rest, and productivity without renewal, leads to an exhaustion of our inner resources…..J. Philip Newell
between symbols and metaphors, we wait in the breathless moment to listen….this is the clearing time, where angels step in with divine creativity…..like pulling rabbits from hats, we are suddenly able to ‘see’, to unearth an uninhibited grace of color and form and texture….this is the artist, this is us making sacred art….
Be. Here. This moment. Now is all there is, don’t go seeking another. Discover the sacred in your artist’s tools; they are the vessels of the altar of your own unfolding. Look at this cup of holy water, washing clean the brushes. See the blank page, awaiting your blessing. Gaze on the colors before you, each one a name of God: Saffron, Cobalt, Azure, Ruby. Say each one slowly and taste its juice in your mouth Let this be your prayer. Brush them across the page. First the small strokes, then the larger sweeps. Lose track of all time. This too is prayer. Listen for the words that rise up: Awaken. Envision. Sing. Alleluia. Place marks on the page saying I am here. Watch as word and image dance together. Luminous. Illuminated. This is your sacred text. This is where God’s words are spoken, sometimes in whispers, sometimes in shouts. Be there to catch them as they pass over those sacred lips, tumbling so generously into your open arms…..Christine Valters Paintner
A major obstacle to creativity is wanting to be in the peak season of growth and generation at all times- but if we see the soul’s journey as cyclical, like the seasons- then we can accept the reality that periods of despair or fallowness are like winter- a resting time that offers us a period of creative hibernating, purification, and regeneration that prepares us for the births of spring….Linda Leonard
Isn’t it amazing how we can sit in the quiet, and suddenly there…..the understanding (much simpler than we thought). We are the questions, the seeking, the answer…….. Light abounds in us, and yet truth so often sits sweet in the shadows. ~ Beautiful as always. ~ Wishing you a day of flowers so new they have not yet been named. ~ Love, Bobbie
letting go of all the junk weighing us down then invites a fluidity of being….light moves and we move and our dreams manifest….maybe all of this is so subtle we don’t quite recognize it….this is why we need shadows to remind us…I hope you are gazing at this sweet full moon Bobbie……letting go and inviting the glow in….
Indeed I was……….and even this morning, I noticed he was still hanging around. ♥
The Equinox, and surely the seasons themselves remind us that by the ebb and flow of nature so to must our lives …
a hopeful blessing for the creative indeed….we must tend to the silence as well as the flow…..late night poems to you g.f.s….