Painting, I have come to realize, is my dynamic dialogue with the divine. It's not just God coming to me or through me, but the collaboration of our conversations, that produces a "work of art." When we're talking, I do make the effort to listen—but most of the time I catch myself pushing my own agenda.…
Of the seven gifts of the holy spirit — wisdom, understanding, counsel, fortitude, knowledge, piety, and fear of the lord — it is understanding that I pray most often to receive now. And — In doing so, I've been led to a very scary ledge that I now teeter on: Unknowing. All I know is…
writing from 7/20/2012 Morning stillness. The wind carries nothing. Chirps hang in the air until they drop --- Turning into whipped cream on their way to my ears. I want the wind back. Desperately wish it here. But it's gone --- Now. So I create in stillness, with the memory of the wind. I write…
As part of my Lenten journey this year, I am attending a weekly Lectio Divina group at the Basilica of Saint Mary — then painting and writing impressions from my meditations. The Gospel for Week 1 is Mark 1:12 - 15. "And immediately the spirit drives Him into the wilderness —" The words that follow are…
