A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
I suppose much of my job is about creating space for people – space to explore and question, space to grow and learn, space to doubt and wonder. Until this past weekend, however, I had never really thought about my job in those terms. I co-facilitated a women’s retreat with my mom for women I’d… Continue reading Space
I’m currently reading AWOL on the Appalachian Trail by David Miller. After reading Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed, I’ve been fascinated with these long, daunting hikes across North American mountains. Both books highlight the difficulties and awe-some aspects of such hikes. However, no book can truly convey the realities… Continue reading Next
Here I am again, in the dark. I thought I’d been through this already. I thought I made it out of the dark. I thought I learned this lesson. But, there’s more to learn. The darkness has returned. In Jan Richardson’s book Circle of Grace, I’m reading and rereading her blessings for Lent. This selection… Continue reading Again
…did you not know what the Holy One can do with dust? So let us be marked not for sorrow. And let us be marked not for shame. Let us be marked not for false humility or for thinking we are less than we are but for claiming what God can do within the dust,… Continue reading Marked
At the start of my sabbatical last fall, we went to Boston with two of our friends. When we arrived, they pulled out a gift bag for me. I didn’t realize there was such a thing as a sabbatical present! Apparently, Meg was the only one aware of it, because aside from the gift of… Continue reading Journal
The weather here in Indiana has been strange recently. My mom, whose birthday is in mid-January, prior to 2017 had never experienced a birthday in the mid-50s. Last Saturday one of my kids from church turned 16 – she had never spent her birthday in short sleeves at a park. I saw an acquaintance on… Continue reading Winter
A year in review… this is a long one, folks. January – I had hoped for a fresh start with some difficult work issues, but instead of improving it got worse. I was so frustrated and felt defeated. I was officially burned out and it showed in all areas of my life. In the middle… Continue reading 2016
I make mistakes all the time. When I grab my seam ripper, I have to remind myself that I didn’t invent it, which means someone else did and that someone made enough mistakes to think a tool to fix those mistakes was necessary to invent. Same thing goes for an eraser or all the other… Continue reading Mistake
When I returned to my office last Thursday, I first saw my door covered in balloons and welcome back signs. I walked into my office and was surrounded by a yarn web – it was strung back and forth, to and fro, all over my office! At various spots on the web there were clothespins… Continue reading Web
Yesterday Brad and I cleared off the deck. The space that was once filled with furniture to host gatherings in our outdoor living space is now (mostly) empty. My hammock is put away. The table we built is put to the side and the chairs are all in the garage. When we have more the… Continue reading Below
Anne Brock 