Saturday, March 19, 2011
It is challenging for both of us to live as freelance writers and at the same time to invest so much money in the film project and in art classes / supplies. So I constantly pray for provision and work. The other day as I was praying, I sensed the Lord telling me that he wants me to lead a life of discovery, not a life of security. That's about as good a definition of a life in the arts as I've ever heard. Now to actually live it . . .
Friday, March 18, 2011
Since November, I've been trying to reacquire the habit of meditating. Too often, I quit meditation time early to get to work . . . so I can finish work earlier and have down time. Why is it so hard for me to realize that when I shorten my meditation, I'm rushing away from the very thing I crave?
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
This time in the world that I call my life,
I too often view as a private estate
with established boundaries and landmarks
and a landscape designed to express my aesthetic.
I claim ownership, entitlement of inherited acres
and spend countless hours devoted to defense.
Death recognizes no such holdings
but with pinpoint accuracy
dive bombs our land,
felling oaks in the forest
and pocking the meadow with craters,
irreparable damage that for the rest of our sojourn,
we all must learn to navigate.