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To Witness and Hold

“To live in the light of a new day and an unimaginable and unpredictable future, you must become fully present to a deeper truth – not a truth from your head, but a truth from your heart; not a truth from your ego, but a truth from the highest source.” – Debbie Ford

Bear Witness
Pay attention
Deeper rather than wider
Beneath the surface
Above the trees
From doing to being
From busy to awareness
Witness your life and others too
Be present in today alone
Allow gratitude and joy to enter, permeate, transform
Compassion, kindness, generosity, laughter, play, pause, gaze
Behold, beheld, be love.

“Blessed are the noticers, the ones who see the story in its fullest.
Blessed are the attenders, the witness bearers, the story holders, the ones who tiptoed to the edge right alongside us, knowing that the very act will break their heart in pieces too, choosing you anyway.
Blessed are those who are amazed by a life lived in its fragility, in its brevity and its beauty.
Blessed are the ones who stand close enough to say, Behold, behold, this is their love.
Behold, this is their silly hobby they probably should have given up on years ago.
Behold, these are the people they loved who know way too much at this point.
Behold are their quirky habits and favorite songs to belt in the car, and this is the marvel I get to know.
Behold, this is not a problem to be solved this is a person to be loved.
And how lucky are we, these people, these loves these precious, precious days.
Thanks be to God.” – Kate Bowler

In Between Spaces

“What you’re doing now, or have done in the past, need not determine what you can do next and in the future.” – Ken Robinson

When the finish line feels murky and distant.
When interest wanes, passion fades.
When giving up, dropping out seems reasonable and sensible.
Never stop imagining, growing, trying and pursuing the finish lines that lead to new start lines.
In the between spaces, carry on.
Patience and perseverance.
Just around the corner, the beginning of something new.

A Blessing in the Wake of Loss, at the Beginning of Something New

“Blessed are you, after the fall. In this new and unrecognizable landscape. At the still point between what was and what’s to come. Time has stretched itself, and there seems to be a future somewhere, but it touches you only lightly.

Blessed are you, right here, in between. At the end that comes before the beginning. Knowing that grief is a long story, and maybe, somehow, you are still in it. Growing straight down in the dark where sorrow breathes best. Where roots find their secret springs in crevices that are well hidden. Where God’s great magic act of love begins.

Blessed are you, starting to sense that maybe sunlight can reach you, even here. And you reach out, finding yourself in a fierce embrace. And God’s voice saying: You are not the bad thing. You are not ruined. You are not broken, nor over, nor a failure, nor learning a lesson. You are my suffering one, and you are loved, you are loved, you are loved.

Blessed are you, maybe ready for the turn. Straight up.”— Good Enough: 40ish Devotionals for a Life of Imperfection by Kate Bowler, Jessica Richie

Steady State

“I am like a deep, still mountain lake. The surface is a mirror that reflects the sky above. I await in tranquility for the breath of God to move upon me.” – Elizabeth C. Dixon

Deep, still, open.
Awaiting, anticipating blessing and light.
A shift in breath, a release of fear, an embrace of possibility.
May you experience a peaceful steady state.
An ease beyond understanding.
Clarity in the seeking and receiving.

For Equilibrium, a Blessing

“Like the joy of the sea coming home to shore,
May the relief of laughter rinse through your soul.

As the wind loves to call things to dance,
May your gravity by lightened by grace.

Like the dignity of moonlight restoring the earth,
May your thoughts incline with reverence and respect.

As water takes whatever shape it is in,
So free may you be about who you become.

As silence smiles on the other side of what’s said,
May your sense of irony bring perspective.

As time remains free of all that it frames,
May your mind stay clear of all it names.

May your prayer of listening deepen enough
to hear in the depths the laughter of god.”

― John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

Scatter Flowers

“Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.” – Vincent Van Gogh

“Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers, and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.” – St Therese of Lisieux

May you scatter flowers today of attention, generosity, kindness, grace and love.
May they fall upon you as well.
In doing small deeds, the gift of joy resides.
Be present in today’s blessings.

“If I did not simply live from one moment to another, it would be impossible for me to be patient; but I only look at the present, I forget the past, and I take good care not to forestall the future.” – St Therese of Lisieux

Indigo, Red, Green, Azure

“Life is a painting, and you are the artist. You have on your palette all the colors in the spectrum - the same ones available to Michaelangelo and DaVinci.” – Paul J. Meyer

“Life is a painting, and you are the artist. You have on your palette all the colors in the spectrum – the same ones available to Michaelangelo and DaVinci.” – Paul J. Meyer

Blessings of color, light, joy, peace and awe to you.
Your home and fortress.
A resting place and oasis.
Blank canvas.
Use all of the colors unsparingly.
Indigo, red, green, azure, yellow, purple and all the hues between.
Brilliant, bold, beautiful.
Blessings abound.

Beannacht / Blessing by John O’Donohue

“On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.

And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets into you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue,
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.

And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.”

Unleash and Release

“Throughout our lives, God's grace bestows temporal blessings and spiritual gifts that magnify our abilities and enrich our lives. His grace refines us. His grace helps us become our best selves.” – Dieter F. Uchtdorf

“Throughout our lives, God’s grace bestows temporal blessings and spiritual gifts that magnify our abilities and enrich our lives. His grace refines us. His grace helps us become our best selves.” – Dieter F. Uchtdorf

“There is that incessantly gnawing loneliness that leaves us ever-restless, eventually driving us to embark upon some endless journey supposing that whatever would fill us is held in some hidden treasure that lays silently buried in a yet undiscovered place. Yet, it would do us well to understand that this loneliness is no more and no less than the image of the infinite God ever-stirring within us and all the while begging to be unleashed.”― Craig D. Lounsbrough

Loosen the binds and bonds of ego, worry, restlessness.
Enter the space of spirit, soul, being.
Always present, waiting to be found, seen, experienced.
Seek, find and be found.
Listen for the whisper, the call.
Here for a purpose, hear on purpose.
Inquire, discern, reflect, respond.
Salt, light, color.
Do good.
Bless the world with your best imperfect, flawed, beautiful self.

“Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes that look
Compassion on the world
Yours are the feet that walk to do good
Yours are the hands that bless all the world.” – St. Theresa of Aliva

May I, May We

morning glory

“We inhabit a universe that is characterized by diversity.” – Desmond Tutu

“My humanity is bound up in yours, for we can only be human together.” – Desmond Tutu

May I never get used to and miss the glory of a sunrise.
May I pause to witness how the light dances on all it touches, including me.
May I begin and end each day aware and in awe more than a minute, steeped in gratitude.
May I always be curious and inquire of others, self and circumstances to enrich the narrative.
May I expand “I” to “We,” inviting and welcoming connection, belonging and generosity into each and every interaction.
May we all seek, find and cast light, peace, grace and joy into the world to be made new daily.

“Do your little bit of good where you are; it’s those little bits of good put together that overwhelm the world.” – Desmond Tutu

Desmond Tutu died on December 26, 2021. A beautiful conversation with Krista Tippett, The Onbeing Project is well worth the listen.

Tune In and Listen

“Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”― Herman Hesse

“Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune into.” – W  Wayne Dyer

Enjoy this day.
This one alone.
Get out and expand your view.
Tune in and listen to that still small voice.
The whisper, the longing, the song.
Walk lightly and aware.
Capture and cast light.

“I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in.” – George Washington Carver

Stones to Altars

“Prayer is a small fire lit to keep cold hands warm. Prayer is a practice that flourishes both with faith and doubt. Prayer is asking, and prayer is sitting. Prayer is the breath. Prayer is not an answer, always, because not all questions can be answered.”― Pádraig Ó Tuama, Daily Prayer with the Corrymeela Community

“So let us pick up the stones over which we stumble, friends, and build altars. Let us listen to the sound of breath in our bodies. Let us listen to the sounds of our own voices, of our own names, of our own fears. Let us name the harsh light and soft darkness that surround us. Let’s claw ourselves out from the graves we’ve dug. Let’s lick the earth from our fingers. Let us look up and out and around. The world is big and wide and wild and wonderful and wicked, and our lives are murky, magnificent, malleable, and full of meaning. Oremus. Let us pray.” ― Pádraig Ó Tuama, Irish Poet and Theologian

May you be hurled into the big and wide world, rapt in amazement, wonder and awe.
May you swim in the deep end of magnificent, murky and meaning, buoyed in the ebb and flow.
May you build altars to kneel in praise, gratitude and joy, from the stones and flowers in your path.
May Amen be woven throughout the beginning, middle and end of each day.
Let us pray, receiving and giving, blessed and awake.

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