It is Sunday morning.
The books, Tito the cactus, and a bronze swan stand over me.
I scan and photoshop and scan some more.
Their stillness breathes a timeless patience. I admire their gumption and enjoy their steadfast, subtle lives.
Personifying inanimate bookshelf items...
It's called wordcrafting. The world presents bountiful raw materials.
And yes, please. I'll have two scoops, thank you. :)
I'll also take a dash of freedom, a pinch of healing, a fistful of growth, a blast of blessing, and a feast of kindness. Amen. Let it be.
What's on my mind most days, or maybe always... is the process of becoming.
I am one thing now, but not eternally. And the process of becoming always brings us to state better, closer, more sure of righteousness.
It could be sanctification, but I use different words to accentuate the understanding. For, there are connotations applied to "sanctification" that blacken the minds ability to readjust the definition. Sanctification is far more than we think it is. Thus I create its space where our baby minds have stunted its growth. I want to use new and/or different words so that this concept becomes more readily understandable.
Our existence begs for an unfolding- a more and more comprehensive sense of our identity. A knowing of longer, wider, and truer things. A desire to believe that the quiet utterings of our settings, our nature, the sphere of the universe can be saying, communicating, and urging us to think big. Think bigger. Wider. Longer. Over. Up and through.
This has been true in my life. This conversation, the artwork, the writing has all been a part in it. It's about a growing understanding of all my existence culminates. A knowing of identity and purpose that are not without glory.
It's easy to think everyone knows because those are the thoughts that run through your head, but whether we know it our not we all need special reminders. Sometimes we need the black and white words or someone else to articulate those thoughts we've only thought.
So is the heart of this blog. To allow the unraveling. To grieve the insecurity. To bless simple tries and to grow the unveiled understandings.
Hopefully this grows on you, these snippets. These brief illustrations both in words and by pen, paint, or any other medium I put to use.
They are stones for crossing the Jordan. The gateway to Canaan. For the promised land is on the horizon, for I can see it in my life.
It's hard to say exactly who I'll become. Who you'll be! For, until you find yourself in that place of functioning at optimal levels in the right place or office- sometimes hard to say...
But even then there will likely be more, for we are always growing, changing, and developing the understanding of "us." The understandings of our hearts, the inhibiting disbeliefs and disregarding the black hole of fears and insecurity.
So pretty much, I want to take you on the journey with me. Exposing every disbelief, confronting the confusion, and bridging the understanding of now and maybe what's next.
It's unraveling. My life, this world... your freedom. And more is being unveiled.
Truly, let it be.
title: Looks like Lemons
materials: watercolor, watercolor paper, gel pen
date: 2/15/14
title: lemon sketches for screenprinting
materials: paper, pen
date: 2/16/14
