What are the dimensions of your soul? How far can she throw her light? How many close relationships do you have the capacity to honor?
How much art will you render? How many stories will be yours to tell? How many friends will you help to discover their own souls?
As I ask questions like these of myself, the tendency is to swing between overestimating and underestimating the size of my soul. Maybe the oscillation between big and small is what keeps me bending back toward a sane assessment.
For more on this topic, see the post inhabiting littleness, and the comments that followed.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
arrogance versus ignorance
Never attribute to arrogance what can adequately be explained by ignorance.
Friday, July 07, 2006
TRANS|plant|action|formation
Transplant Transaction Transformation
Look at God’s declared intent in this lovely couplet: the equation contains three additions and one subtraction.
"I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh."
Ezekiel 11:19, NIV
{PLUS} Integration (undivided heart)
Meaningfully constellating our fragmented souls
{PLUS} Inspiration (new spirit)
Breathing into us a second wind
{MINUS} Petrification (heart of stone)
Stone became set in its ways a long time ago
It would rather break than bend
It’s incompatible with breath and blood
{PLUS} Corporeal Reanimation (heart of flesh)
Flesh is pliable, vulnerable
And capable of growth
It’s a suitable habitat for life
Look at God’s declared intent in this lovely couplet: the equation contains three additions and one subtraction.
"I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh."
Ezekiel 11:19, NIV
{PLUS} Integration (undivided heart)
Meaningfully constellating our fragmented souls
{PLUS} Inspiration (new spirit)
Breathing into us a second wind
{MINUS} Petrification (heart of stone)
Stone became set in its ways a long time ago
It would rather break than bend
It’s incompatible with breath and blood
{PLUS} Corporeal Reanimation (heart of flesh)
Flesh is pliable, vulnerable
And capable of growth
It’s a suitable habitat for life
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
clay resoftened
Modeling clay becomes cold and hard after a few days of no touch. It has to be patiently warmed and softened in order to return to responsiveness. My hands learned the process a long time ago; the rhythm, heat, and fragrance of transformation are still present to me. Squeezing, pressing, folding... renewing the tactile bond between the clay and my skin... settling into creative interaction.
I used to waste time feeling guilty in moments of awareness that I’d again become hard clay. Now I try to respond with gratitude to that awareness as though it is the Spirit’s touch, initiating a new session of softening. It’s an invitation to change and creativity.
I used to waste time feeling guilty in moments of awareness that I’d again become hard clay. Now I try to respond with gratitude to that awareness as though it is the Spirit’s touch, initiating a new session of softening. It’s an invitation to change and creativity.
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