It's very apophatic, this process, and takes practice to let God fill in the gaps in unspeakable ways.
Tear drops and rain drops and my waking up to a place that will never be the same, but continues to hold endless beauty.
Life in the crook of the elbow Turning to, consenting to and being moved by God. Aware of what has been. Awake to what is becoming. And present to the crook — the in between.
A defining characteristic of my work and my process is layering — Letting one layer at a time reveal itself to me — pausing to take it in —asking it "what next?" — resting in its response — letting go of it — losing myself in it — But mostly — Waiting with it. Waiting with it, and…