A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
I imagine that for many people, when they hear the word “retreat” they think of relaxing in a quiet space for reflection. I think of that too. But the reality of “retreat” for me is work – very little relaxing, even less quiet space and, if I’m lucky, some reflection. Why? Because when I go… Continue reading Retreat
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
…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
In preparation for Transfiguration Sunday I’ve been reading two of Jan Richardson’s poems this week. I appreciate how multiple readings leads me to see new things each time. In her poem “Dazzling” I saw this today: The unforgettable light you have carried all this way Initially I thought: I’m sure I’ve got that. There is… Continue reading Guests
For the majority of my life, I’ve lived under the illusion that I have control. Control of myself, others, situations, plans – life, in general. I kept everything in line by maintaining very well outlined to-do lists. If I put everything I needed to accomplish on the list then I felt a little more in… Continue reading Control
Sometimes my brain gets stuck. I get so tired and depleted of so much energy that my brain begins to think this is the way it’s always been and this is how it will always be. I’m always so tired. I never get to do anything fun. I always work on nice days when everyone… Continue reading Reset
I finished Ann Voskamp’s book, The Broken Way, the other night. I think I read most of the last few pages – I may have missed a few words because my eyes were full of tears and sobs kept causing me to cover my face with my hands. Let me rewind a bit… It took… Continue reading Broken
Toward the end of 2016 I had a previous customer call me about a couple more projects he had. He and his wife came over with two bags. One was full of baseball t-shirts to be made into a wall hanging. The other bag was crammed full of pink t-shirts. She is a breast cancer… Continue reading Melanie’s Quilt
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 other night I attended a book signing at Sustainable Faith Indy. Aside from my spiritual director, I didn’t expect to know anyone else at this event. As I was walking on the sidewalk, approaching the house, I thought to myself: “You are brave!” Normally when I attend an event like this, I either bring… Continue reading Brave
Anne Brock 