Guidance and Comfort

Guess these are two things I am always searching for when they have slipped away. Guidance….because I am much better at being obedient to God than I am at discerning His will. Life would be so much easier if He would just send me a daily to do list (maybe with a Google reminder on my phone?) letting me know exactly which choices I should make and which projects to take on. Oh, I could so subscribe to that service!!!!

As for comfort, well, I am a sweatpants and T-shirt kind of person for sure…and definitely comfortable shoes! But I suppose a better word than comfort would be security. I want to know I am safe. I am okay. I am loved. I need that reassurance that I am on the right track and its all going to turn out okay.

Of course, life isn’t like that. (Most definitely not right now!!!) and so the words of the First Hour prayers really hit me this morning. I want to write them over and over and over. On the walls. On the ceiling. On my hand. On my heart.

So I’ll start by writing them here, sharing them with you.

Order my steps in Your word and so shall no wickedness have dominion over me. Deliver me from the wrongful dealings of men, and so I shall keep Your commandments. Show the light of Your countenance upon Your servant and teach me Your statutes. Let my mouth be filled with Your praise, O Lord, that I may sing of Your glory and honor all the day long.

O Christ the true light, enlightening and sanctifying every man who comes into the world: Let the light of Your countenance shine on us, that in it we may behold the ineffable light.  Guide our footsteps aright in keeping Your commandments, through the intercessions of Your all-pure Mother and of all the saints. Amen.



Favorite Things

When a kid leans over too far and accidently does a forward roll then stands up with a huge smile of amazement at what he has just done.

When a student says “I can’t” and I get to help them discover that they can.

When a parent joins an art class and rediscovers the joy of artistic expression, right alongside their teens.

When my kids come and say “Mom, come see what we made up” and usher me into my favorite theater: the living room!

When a student sends me a video of the choreography they have been working on all on their own.

When a bunch of cousins sit around with a cello, a penny whistle, a base guitar, a djembe and a harmonica….. and discover a really cool sound!

When I see people glowing with the excitement of sharing their art with others.

These are some of my favorite things.  These are the things that make my heart smile and I feel that warm wonderful “God loves us so much” feeling.  These are the moments when I get a glimpse of the Beauty in God’s design of man.  The blooming moments.


Like the need for sleep or the need for food, we also have a human need to give and receive love, a need to understand the world around us, and we have the need to CREATE.  This need to create is one of those unique and divinely designed connections between man and God.

God created us in His own image, and therefore, we, like Him, are compelled to create.  We are driven to create something to share a piece of ourselves with others.  We are driven to create beauty.  And in the act of creating, we are accessing our deepest connection to our Creator.

Dance, music, painting, cooking, embroidery, knitting, poetry, carpentry, sculpture, gardening…

What do you create?  Do you feel the connection?  I’d love to hear about it.

Evidence of Providence

There was a mess.  I didn’t know it was there.  Kind of an evil angry jealous worm that had slithered in unnoticed.  It grew and began to devour the joy and the collaboration and the beauty that surrounded it.  Having quietly embedded itself in one of the structural members, the entire building was in jeopardy.

Had I realized the problem, I am sure I would have tried to remove the worm and save the beam.  I would have done anything I could to save what I understood was a vital part of the structure.  But I didn’t know.

Then, with no warning, the beam, with it’s infestation, fell away.  The building still stands.  And to my surprise it is actually stronger and taller than it had been before.

Life is like that sometimes.  God seems to step in and take a problem away before I even know it’s there.  And when I look back with that ever-so-clear hindsight, I can see that if He had left it for me to handle, I would have really made a mess of things!

Thank God for only giving us as much as we can handle;

for always giving us every ounce of what we can handle;

for giving us the grace to handle all that He gives us;

and for lovingly whisking away what He knows we cannot handle!

the work of the Spirit

Last Sunday we celebrated Pentecost and the gift of the Holy Spirit.  We once again return to the daily prayer:
O Heavenly King, Comforter, the Spirit of Truth, who art everywhere present and fillest all things, Treasury of blessings and Giver of Life, cleanse us from every impurity and save our souls, O Good One.”

All I can say is, the Holy Spirit has certainly been at the studio these past few weeks, cleansing, purifying and protecting.

I am comforted by true friends, inspired by Creativity, and humbled by God’s beautiful Providence.

We are working on some exciting new collaborative projects for the Summer and Fall.

And all this creative energy has led me back to the BLOG page! So keep checking in to see what’s happening!

Here we go!

Sometimes it’s lonely.  Starting out on a new road.  Or maybe just the same old road, resurfaced.  Either way, the new and unknown gives me that tingly feeling. Is it fear or excitement?  Not quite sure.  But I do feel a little better now that I get to share it with you.  Thanks for taking the time to read along.

and the Adventure begins.