so the past few weeks I have found myself "doing" less and just be ing more... if that makes any sense. I think something in me somewhere was a bit lost... wondering what I am doing... if I purposeful in my days... if I am living my calling or whatever you would like to name that purpose for your life. so, when I find myself in this familiar place I tend to stop... open pages of written word... think more... produce less... and try to listen to the words of my heart and seek the guidance that does not come from places I see and touch and know everyday. I can't express all that this search is yielding just yet, but I will say that I have discovered two things yet again. First, that I am just where I am meant to be... here, at this place I now know for certain is home. And Second, that we will always be homesick for a place we have never known.
And perhaps discoveries like these hold something in common with the drawings and photographs of the remains of various produce I keep finding filling the pages of volumes and volumes of sketchbooks.
Or perhaps I just feel I have something in common with an apple core.
2 comments:
Jen, I love to see your sketches and hear what you're pondering. Life is so much like an apple - bites and bites and getting to the core! Love you, Mom
Dear Jen,
This is SUCH a crucial phase, I think, for all of us creative women of faith. It has been sort of the theme of my year, and my aunt and I have been exchanging books about it. I think you would appreciate some of the recent books I've been reading: one to start with is "Invitation to Silence & Solitude" by Ruth Haley Barton. I can't describe how intensely meaningful I found this book last month when I read it: I just felt like I was ravenously reading it . . . if you read it and like it as much as I did, I'll pass along more recommendations :-)
with love to you and your lovelies,
anna
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