A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
This post has been a long time coming...be gentle with me. Over the last few days some things have popped up to remind me of past relationships. When the memories crept back into my conscious mind so did some uncomfortable feelings: shame, humiliation, failure, anger and sadness. Of course, if I dig a little harder… Continue reading Hindsight and Gratitude
I often start my day with a poem or blessing – to get my mind moving, to get beyond the thoughts rolling around in my head. More often than not, these words of others bring together ideas I’ve had but were unsure how to express. This morning was no different. From John O’Donohue, I read… Continue reading Interim
I’m currently in the middle of reading Liz Gilbert’s book Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear. I appreciate that she writes in short bursts – I can read a bit and let that section soak in awhile before reading the next. A couple days ago I read a section she entitled “Motives.” I started thinking… Continue reading Motive
Thanks to my sabbatical last fall, I have a better understanding of what rest looks like. Previously I thought it was a nap or sitting quietly or meditating. Rest can be those, but it’s also much more. For me rest is slowing down – so instead of running, I walk; instead of reading a whole… Continue reading Rest
Yesterday, after I received communion and returned to the pew, I started praying: I trust you, but I’m still sad. Over and over I prayed: I trust you, but I’m still sad. Then I realized that’s not what I meant. You know when people say things like, I love you, but… or Good job, but…… Continue reading And
I don’t know why but sometimes making a decision is really hard for me. Often I think it’s because I don’t have a strong opinion in any direction. But, sometimes, it’s because making a decision means I have to face something I don’t want to face. I got married for the first time when I… Continue reading Opinions
I have this thing with music. I love it but can't love it too much. If I listen to the same songs or album too much, I can’t get it out of my head. Not just, “oh that’s annoying” kind of can’t-get-it-out-of-my-head. It’s the “I can’t sleep and won’t ever sleep again because this song… Continue reading Be Held
I have a hard time using the word “runner” to describe myself. It’s definitely not the first word that comes to mind. If I think about it long enough, I’ll remember it, but that takes awhile – after going through several other adjectives and roles. Recently I was talking to an acquaintance about running. She… Continue reading Runner
Anne Brock 