it is the duty and calling of an artist to speak their truth – unknown
Listen to Sara Barelleis sing Vegas http://youtu.be/HOHK2sXoIVw
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Listen to Sara Barelleis sing Vegas http://youtu.be/HOHK2sXoIVw
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listen to Eva Cassidy sing my favorite song…http://youtu.be/X6Oq-WQ-Sy4
No one can enter a strong man’s house and plunder his property
without first tying up the strong man;
then indeed the house can be plundered.
—Mark 3.27
Jesus is able to cast out demons because he has already overpowered the “strong man.” He has robbed the demonic of its power.
What am I most afraid of? Is it being wrong, or being alone, or being powerless? Pain, failure, insecurity, being unloved, the shattering of my self-image? What is it? What is the deepest fear that will derail me today from loving perfectly? Take a moment to reflect.
When I feel this fear how might I react? What behaviors are red flags to me that I am afraid of the strong man?
Stay still for a moment. Breathe deeply. Be mindful of this: God has already overpowered that which I fear. Love has already disarmed it. Once, perhaps as a child, it made sense to fear it, but no longer. What I fear is now powerless to harm me.
I am free to walk into that fearful house and plunder it, to take life and beauty and grace. I am free to live deeply, to love perfectly, to know joy.
With trust, courage and gratitude I take this strength, this grace with me into the day.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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I don’t want another Raven!
(even tho I’m so grateful for all of them, don’t get me wrong)
I don’t want more manna,
or water out of rocks –
spoken to
or struck in desperation –
I don’t want another temp job
regardless of pay
or qualification.
I want my life’s work.
My soul sustaining work.
My love song to the world work.
I don’t want to look back with sad eyes to the
‘What if’s’,
trying not to turn into a pillar of salt,
or Rip Van Winkle,
dreaming of the ocean,
springtime in Connecticut,
apple trees
and dandelion wishes.
I’ve cleared the past,
scoured the memories,
returned the hooks,
and the books.
Burned the bridges,
learned the lessons well,
made room for the new,
the view,
the unlimited possibility
of today.
I don’t want a fan,
someone to control me,
abuse me,
or a man to take care of me.
I want a life partner.
A co-builder of eternal structures.
A co-architect of a life full of goodness,
truth,
kindness
and sharing.
I don’t want to sit still any longer.
I don’t want to let another important day go by.
my patience has been monumental,
my obedience marathon,
My testing long and brutal.
I’m ready,
I’m so very ready.
and so I ask –
for no more stop gaps,
no more ravens,
no more small or large miracles in this particular arena of wilderness.
God, take me forward
into new battles,
new playing grounds,
new levels of faith.
allow me to step forward
today,
this very moment if it pleases You,
into my work,
into Your will and work.
As in all things,
Your will be done
here in me on earth
as it is in heaven.
today
and everyday
may it be so
Amy Lloyd
7/22/14
there is enough loveliness, enough beauty, enough peace, enough love in this world — enough food in this world – if we would just share?
– Ann Voskamp
At the very lengthy meeting
I actually felt my soul leave my body
and rush toward the ceiling—
and fly around the walls and flare
toward daylight, toward the windows—
to throw silently its impetuous emptiness
against the glass in vain.
It could not go anywhere, the clear moth.
Then it lay on the rug, not exhausted
but bored and so inert that it almost—
though nothing—
took on a hue, stained with all the breaths
and words and thoughts that filled the room:
the yellow-green color of old teeth.
http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/?elq=a4cfd7c26a1f462caccd044b1cc3a3ab&elqCampaignId=6904
“At the Very Lengthy Meeting” by Kevin McCaffrey from Laughing Cult. © Four Winds Press, 2014. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)
I will step out of my comfort zone
I will step into ugly waterproof overshoes
I will put on no make or do my hair
I will hurt
and be bruised
and drop tired
and push my body well beyond my known limits
I will plant 504 begonias in one day and beam with happy
I will try to follow along and be strong
I will learn as much as I can each and every day
I will devour chili-cheese dogs for lunch without shame
I will pray and praise the brilliance of this emerald striped circus world
with the ever-shifting, magical, blue and white sky big top above
I will get up early and lay down the same
I will soak long and often in hot tubs of Epsom Salts
I will find my peace and do my best
and then I will let go
over and over
I will share myself and my faith at every opportunity
I will love my way forward to my next assignment
in full satisfaction of this good work my body has done
and what my mind has overcome.
4/30/14
No stream rises higher than its source. What ever man might build could never express or reflect more than he was. He could record neither more nor less than he had learned of life when the buildings were built.
– Frank Lloyd Wright
Each of us has a mission in life. Jesus prays to his Father for his followers, saying: “As you sent me into the world, I have sent them into the world” (John 17:18).
We seldom realise fully that we are sent to fulfill God-given tasks. We act as if we have to choose how, where, and with whom to live. We act as if we were simply plopped down in creation and have to decide how to entertain ourselves until we die. But we were sent into the world by God, just as Jesus was. Once we start living our lives with that conviction, we will soon know what we were sent to do.
– Henri Nouwen
http://www.henrinouwen.org/

Creativity is… seeing something that doesn’t exist already. You need to find out how you can bring it into being and that way be a playmate with God.
– Michele Shea
A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.
– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry