Spiritual Friendship For Children

“In human life nothing holier can be desired, nothing more useful sought after, nothing is harder to find, nothing sweeter to experience, nothing more fruitful to possess than friendship. For it bears fruit both in this life and the next, showing forth all virtues in its sweetness and in its strength destroying vice. It softens the blows of adversity and moderates elation in prosperity.

Without friendship there can be hardly any happiness among humans; they may well be compared to animals if they have no one to rejoice with them in good fortune or sympathize with them in sorrow, no one to whom they can unburden themselves in time of trouble, or with whom they can share some especially uplifting or inspiring insight.

Alas for anyone who is alone and has no one to lift him up when he falls. Without a friend one is indeed alone. But what joy it is, what security, what a delight to have someone to whom you dare to speak as to another self; to whom you are not afraid to admit that you have done something wrong, or shy of revealing some spiritual progress you have made; someone to whom you can entrust all the secrets of your heart and with whom you can share your plans.”

St. Aelred of Rievaulx

This quote is part of an essay I contributed to a project that I’m really excited to see born. It’s called “Wild Goslings,” and my small part was a piece on how we can encourage our children toward spiritual friendship and true listening.

If you’d like to learn more, you can watch the trailer below. (Gentle caution for those who are sensitive, there is a little “language”.) I think you’ll be as excited as I am.

Wild Goslings from Brandy Walker on Vimeo.

From Brandy: I believe that the younger we are, the more we intuitively understand the unfettered wildness of God. I believe that in some ways we have much more to learn from our daughters and our sons than they could ever learn from us.

For the past several years, I have been dreaming of putting together a massive resource for teachers and parents to help change the way we look at teaching our kids about God and spirituality. When I first started my blog, I was using imaginative prayer and reading to help my daughter, who was six or seven at the time, feel closer to God. She loved it. She used to request special exercises in which she would imagine she was with Jesus in her favorite places in the world. And I envisioned creating a book of spiritual disciplines for kids.

A Prayer for Today

Epiphany

Unclench your fists
Hold out your hands.
Take mine.
Let us hold each other.
Thus is his Glory
Manifest.

Madeleine L’Engle
from The Weather of the Heart, p. 17

 

I needed a little beauty today to set my heart right, to reorient myself to God. What reorients you when your world spins?

What I’m Into (May 2013 Edition)

Uh, where did May go?

As a contemplative, it makes me shudder that I ask that question at all—mindfulness and presence are very important to me. That said, May started out with travel, as I began the month in Toronto for my niece’s first birthday (I can’t believe you’re one, Violet!)

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Then I headed over to England for my best friend’s wedding in Brightlingsea. Because she’s a spiritual director (and my best friend, hello), she arranged a road trip for the two of us, the weekend before her wedding, to York Minster Cathedral and Durham Cathedral. We attended Evensong in York and Matins and Sung Eucharist in Durham. This liturgy junky was completely geeked out. It was peaceful and holy and beautiful and good. And I met God in a stained glass window (more about that in another post at another time.)  That, and I lit prayer candles for you, Anam Cara Community, in each place. Then I came home, caught the flu, taught on the body and spirituality at a retreat and a church in the area, and got food poisoning. So, basically I was home and functional for about a week of May. Which is why this is going to be a very short roundup of the month. (Sorry, Hopeful Leigh.)

We’ve also had some very exciting developments going on behind this scenes that I’m bursting to tell you about, but not yet. Not yet.

So here’s what I’ve been into (and up to) this May

Read and Reading:

Because of my travel, I didn’t read a whole lot this month. It’s amazing how falling behind on reading restricts my horizons and makes my world feel smaller. While I’ve still had access to the web, and I’ve still been reading online, there’s something about picking up something between two covers that makes the difference.

Benediction—my friend, John Blase, recommended this book. I really enjoyed it. It’s slow pace and thoughtful prose grounded me in place and grace.

Honoring the Body—a re-read for my book writing that I’m still re-reading

On My Nightstand:

I’ve got a whole stack on my nightstand. Some are books that friends have written, some are books for my book project, some are just for fun. Can you guess which is which?

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Afloat by Erin Healy

Sober Mercies: How Love Caught Up With A Christian Drunk by Heather Kopp

The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion

In Plain View by Olivia Newport

Penguins and Golden Calves: Icons and Idols in Antarctica and Other Unexpected Places by Madeleine L’Engle

 

TV & Movies:

Last month I said that I’d started Game of Cards. And that’s as far as I’ve gotten—one episode. I’m not sure why. I think it might not be the right season.

I’m pining away for more Call the Midwife, and watched the season finale of Castle (yup, I’m a Nathan Fillion junkie). I watched the Iron Chef Tournament of Champions, which felt fixed, even if my favorite Michael Symon won, and fast-forwarded through the Chopped Tournament of Champions. Although I’m not sure how the new season works, I’m happily heckling the new Next Food Network Star. I haven’t picked favorites yet for So You Think You Can Dance, but I’m enjoying the season so far.

I also had a chance to get out to two movies (recovering from being sick means that lots of activity isn’t going to be possible, but sitting in a theater chair for a few hours is perfectly fine). My geek roots are showing in the movie choices: Star Trek: Into Darkness and Iron Man 3. Both were fun, but the former had more plot holes than Swiss cheese. I’m hoping to see both The Great Gatsby and Mud this month. I’d also like to see Silver Lining Playbook, although I know that will have to be a Netflix watch.

Music:

I’m loving Zoë Keating, a contemporary cellist who is accompanying my morning writing sessions. I picked up Noisetrade’s Summer Sampler, and am listening my way through that. I won’t tell you how many times I’ve danced around my house to Sara Bareilles’s Brave. I dare you not to dance, just a little.

Things I Love:

  • Watching my friend marry the man of her dreams
  • Discovering Haagen Dazs’s Limoncello Gelato. So yum!
  • Durham Cathedral. Seriously. I wish I could visit once a month
  • This hymn that was played at Dallas Willard’s memorial. (I know the music sounds cheesy, but it’s SO beautiful.)
  • Whit Wednesdays on the Anam Cara Facebook page (still my fav.)
  • Getting back on the horse after not being able to write while sick. (And all the people who are supporting me along the way.)
  • This book of prayers. So centering.
  • Being confirmed in my church—a holy, amazing and Holy Spirit-filled time.

So, how about you? How was your May?

What are you into? What are you up to?

 

What I'm Into at HopefulLeigh

I’m linking up with the wordsmistress Leigh Kramer. Join us, if you’re so inclined!

Christians & Masturbation

As some of the Anam Cara Community are aware, I write, speak and teach on the topic of sexuality and spirituality. It’s a great gift to be able to do this—our sexuality is a vital part of who we are and what it means to be fully human, and our spirituality is deeply connected to it. I love the conversations, giggles and healing I’ve been a part of as I’ve brought God’s hope to this part of ourselves.

Today, I’m over at Rachel Held Evans blog talking about the topic of Christians and masturbation, where I was one of seven perspectives on the subject. Here’s a small excerpt.

Like many of the questions surrounding sexuality, I don’t think we can find simple answers—or any answers that hold together in real life situations—outside of the context of relationship. For me, sexuality is broader than mere genital expression (intercourse, foreplay, masturbation, etc.), and encompasses all of the embodied ways that we desire connection with the world, with one another, and with God—as well as all of the ways we go about expressing that desire. While that definition can be taken to extremes, taking a broader view of sexuality allows us to see the ways that sexuality impels us to connection with one another. Taken in this context, masturbation and whether or not it is a healthy expression of sexuality for a particular individual become questions of whether or not the acts of masturbation at a particular season of life are drawing you deeper into isolation from others and from God, or into deeper connection and intimacy.

Click here to read more.

If you come back later in the week, I’ll give you more than just a few paragraphs on the subject. If you have questions, please post them in the comments. I’ll do my best to answer them.

A Man Who Lived Humbly

In the coming days, there will be many wiser, deeper, more theologically profound voices who speak both their grief and their love in the passing of Dallas A. Willard. There will be many words said, many who voice their gratitude, many who share stories of life transformation, transformation brought about by Jesus, but facilitated by Dallas’s work and teachings.

What I will say of my very brief encounters with Dallas in person, and with his teachings and writings in depth, is this: he was a man who lived humbly with his God.

In the times that I was able to spend with Dallas, what impacted me the most was not necessarily his great knowledge (although that was profound) or his incredible ability to communicate the complexity of God simply (which was a stunning gift) but the way that the gospel of Christ communicated itself so freely through his humble spirit.

I remember watching at a particular conference at which Dallas was a keynote speaker, as person after person came up to speak to him, to ask a question, to express their thanks. Although he was clearly traveling with a small carry-on suitcase, notably on his way to check out from the hotel and get to the airport, he stopped for each one that stopped him. He listened, intently, despite the fact that he inevitably had a plane to catch, a timeline to follow. He interacted with love, no matter how often people waylaid him. Just watching him made me feel as if Christ were in our midst.

At another event, where I was a minor speaker to his headline event, I traveled with him to a small gathering of students—students whom he exhorted to a dedication to the Truth, to Reality, to things that can be known, and the reality of the knowledge of Christ in that context. He listened to their eager visions, and gave leavening advice only when he was asked. Afterward, when he was shuttled to a teaching event, I asked him a question that trembled in the secret places of my heart:

“Dallas, given all of the struggle, all of the ways that the Church has gotten it wrong over the centuries, how do you still have hope for the institution as a whole?”

I remember holding the door for him as he entered the venue and answered my heart’s cry both kindly and clearly.

“I have hope in the Church,” he said smiling, “because I know Who her head is.”

Amazing, how a simple answer can resolve so many years of meandering within my own soul.

More amazing still was the gift that Dallas then gave me before he stood up to teach a room full of believers longing for more. In the shuttling to and from venues, I realized that Dallas’s time of teaching hadn’t received any prayer (not that God couldn’t or wouldn’t cover it). I noted this timidly to Dallas, and he, even knowing my question earlier, turned to me and asked me if I would pray.

In Numbers 12:3, we are given the only description of Moses’s character or physical attributes that explicitly appears in the Old Testament: Now Moses was a very humble man, more humble than anyone else on the face of the earth. Although Dallas would shudder at being compared to the greatness of a biblical character such as Moses, I know that I will remember Dallas both for the wisdom that he brought to us about the Kingdom of God and the Gospel of Christ, and, equally as keenly, his humility.

We are greater because we have known you, and poorer because you have gone, Dallas. But, over all, we are rich in Christ because you more fully cleared the path to His goodness and grace for us.

Thank you.

May you rest in peace, and rejoice with Christ.

What I’m Into (April 2013 Edition)

So, I’m jumping on the monthly compendium bandwagon, a bandwagon decorated lovingly and so hospitably decorated by Hopeful Leigh. I know I’m a bit late to this party, but I’ve done it in my head for at least the past three months. That should count, shouldn’t it?

April’s been the cruelest month in terms of the weather here in Colorado Springs. We’ve had more snow in the past four weeks than we’ve had almost all winter. But it’s also been a month of incredible creativity, change and hope in our home and in my ministry. There are good things pushing up from the under the soil, things long buried and some things thought dead.

So here’s what I’ve been into (and up to) this April.

Read and Reading:

When Women Were Birds—I picked this up several months ago for my book club, and didn’t get through it. I’m taking an incredible e-course called Story101 with Elora of The Story Unfolding, and the first week’s assignment was to read WWWB. I didn’t think that I’d get through it, but reading it with a pen in hand, interacting with the pages and engaging my own voice has been transformative. I recommend it.

Misreading Scripture With Western Eyes—another book club pick, most of this information is familiar to me because of some of the rabbinic study that I do, but it’s good to remember.

The Impatient Woman’s Guide to Getting Pregnant—I feel a bit embarrassed sharing this title with you, but I’m reading it. It’s funny, although a little too desultory toward men for my taste, and just keeps me grounded as my husband and I continue along the journey of trying to conceive. I’m actually not feeling impatient at all, so don’t let the title fool you, but it’s full of grounded statistics and good advice in a way that random Internet searches are definitely not.

Blue Nights—I didn’t enjoy this as much as some of my respected friends, so I’m not going to effuse about it. I love her style and her voice, but since this is my first Joan Didion, I wasn’t as blown away as I expected to be. Perhaps I should have read A Year of Magical Thinking first.

Wild Mind—another from Story101. Loving.

Freefall to Fly—I read Rebekah Lyons on the plane ride to England. I’m going to be interviewing her for a piece in Conversations. Her book is lovely.

The Death of Adam: Essays on Modern Thought—short, meaty pieces to keep me thinking while I’m writing.

A Diary of Private Prayer—A stunning little book of daily prayer that’s humbling me before God.

Waiting for God—I dip into Simone Weil like I eat a piece of rich, expensive dark chocolate, or drink a complex red wine: slowly, one bit at a time.

Everything is Waiting for You—because I always need to be reading poetry.

 

On My Nightstand:

Benediction—I’m looking forward to this. I’ve heard good things about it from voices that I love.

Prophetic Imagination—I’ve read this before, but I’m looking forward to a re-read.

Journal of a Solitude & Zen in the Art of Writing—two more for Story101

Honoring the Body—a re-read for my book writing

Driftless—A book recommended by a man whose reading recommendations I would take any day, any time, even if he said the phone book was engaging in this year’s addition, Warren Farha of Eighth Day Books

Bread & Wine—I’ve heard great things about Shauna Niequist’s newest. I’m looking forward to tasting and seeing for myself.

TV:

I’ve gotten addicted to Call the Midwife, and started to watch Game of Cards. But generally, I’m watching TV less these days and reading more books. (Although I will readily admit that I’m super happy to have So You Think You Can Dance returning on May 14.) We’ve also been re-watching all of Firefly, and saw Serenity again—because. FIREFLY.

Music:

I’ve gotten addicted to cello music as the soundtrack for my writing this month. I’ve downloaded all of Yo-Yo Ma‘s Cello Suites and I’m checking out other more contemporary composers and cellists. I was also introduced to Page CXVI and their heavenly renditions of traditional hymns, and Anaïs Mitchell, whose pipes are just my style. We saw Great Big Sea in concert, and loved the sense of my homeland and the dancing all night.

Things I Love:

  • Seeing so many of my directees fall more deeply in love with God
  • Traveling for my niece’s first birthday, and watching her confusion over what to do with a cupcake turn to utter delight
  • Preparing to celebrate my best friend’s wedding in England on May 11
  • This video about making art
  • Whit Wednesdays on the Anam Cara Facebook page
  • The Story101 e-course and the women creatives there. To quote a friend, “Whoa-dang.”
  • Seeing the word count on my book go up day after day. It’s happening, people!
  • This free desktop image:

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  • The crocuses I planted last fall poking through the Spring snow:

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Eventually, I’ll add a section on what’s been going on here on the Anam Cara blog, as well as around the web (but not today, I’m in England with my best friend, and I’m going to go focus on that now). I’m going to try to keep those lists focused on things sacred and beautiful, but I suspect I’ll throw in a silly gif or meme along the way—because I’m holding to my theory that Jesus *loved* to laugh, and laugh readily and heartily. It’s a discipline I’m learning, y’all. As a spiritual director, I get way too serious sometimes. It’s not me holding the world in place, after all.

So, how about you? How was your April?

What are you into? What are you up to?

I’m linking up with the wordsmistress Leigh Kramer. Join us, if you’re so inclined!

 

Book Giveaway Winners and a Quote for Monday

Congratulations to our two Eyes of the Heart Book Giveaway Winners:

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Erin Miller
&
Victoria Shepherd

 

 

If you haven’t taken a look at all the beautiful images that were posted in the group, please have a look! They are stunning.

And, to round out your Monday, here’s a quote from Catherine of Siena, whose feast day is celebrated today, April 29:

“He will provide the way and the means, such as you could never have imagined. Leave it all to Him, let go of yourself, lose yourself on the Cross, and you will find yourself entirely.”

Catherine of Siena

 

An Interview with Christine of Abbey of the Arts

I’ve been hosting Christine of Abbey of the Arts on the Anam Cara blog this week, and thought I’d round out the week by asking her a few questions. Feel free to listen in. (And don’t forget to enter the book giveaway to win a copy of Christine’s new book, Eyes of the Heart: Photography as a Christian Contemplative Practice.)

Christine, thank you so much for all that you do. Your resources and writings have consistently brought healing, life, resurrection and more of God into my life. My first question is this: Can you share with us a time that having “eyes of the heart” helped you to see something (a situation, a place, a person) in a different way, just as the disciples recognized Jesus in the Emmaus story?

For many years now, part of my spiritual practice is to work with family systems and the healing of ancestral wounds, especially those of my father.  He died seventeen years ago, but his death in many ways only amplified my grief over his emotional absence.  About five years ago my husband and I traveled to Riga, Latvia, the city where my father was born.  He later had to flee to Vienna, where his mother’s family lived, because the Russians invaded.  I knew this experience of being a refugee shaped the adult he became.  I walked along the shores of the Baltic Sea, the same beach my father played on as a child and I had a powerful experience of seeing him there in his innocence.  Years of contemplative practice, and learning to soften my vision, broke me open to a whole new layer in my father revealed by being in that landscape.  I came to see him differently and myself, bringing compassion.

You mention in your post that “receiving” pictures is different than “taking” pictures. Can you explain the difference?

We move through so much of life just trying to get by, to “take” what we need from our various encounters.  Perhaps our weekends are filled with purpose-filled activities, like cleaning the house, paying the bills, stopping by the bank.  Maybe we even set aside time to be with our children, but are always thinking about what else needs to get done, or the work waiting for us.  None of these things are bad in themselves.  We do need to navigate, as best we can, a world of demands.

The problem becomes when this perspective infuses everything we do.  We go to the grocery store and feel impatient with the checkout person moving slowly because our time is being wasted.  Even spiritual experiences can become about consuming as much as possible, rather than transformation.

So this becomes translated into our photography.  Taking photos, we often have the urge to grasp at our experience, to record it and mark it.  With digital photography we can take hundreds of photos without thinking twice.  But we sometimes miss the experience itself in our urge to seize it through the lens.

In photography as a contemplative practice, we approach things differently.  We slow ourselves down.  We soften into the moment.  We trust that there is more than enough.  We do not need to rush, or grasp, or seize anything.  We wait and see in a new way, so that we begin to attend to what shimmers in the world around us.  Contemplative photography honors that this practice is about receiving the gift of the moment, not something we are entitled to receive, but sheer grace.

I love the quote you share about the Transfiguration really being about the disciples being transfigured, rather than Jesus. How does living as a contemplative, as a monk in the world, help us to be open to those moments when God invades to help us to see differently?

Those moments are happening all the time, we just aren’t attuned to them.  I believe in a God who is generous and abundant, who cannot help but overflow grace into the world.  So my call as a monk in the world, is to open myself to this possibility: right here, right now, in the most ordinary moment of my life, grace might break in.  Grace is already available, but I might make myself receptive to it.  I might soften the defenses of my heart which say that there is “nothing new under the sun.”

We have a lot of artists and creatives in this community who are also contemplatives. Would you share with us a little about the process of writing this book for you? What was it like? What surprised you?

The writing journey for me is always a process of discovery.  I begin with an outline of ideas I want to explore, but in the searching, I stumble upon new connections and insights.  What I especially loved about writing this book in particular, is that I had taught the material in an online class format for several years.  When I began to work on the book, I was given the opportunity to go into even more depth with the themes and to find new themes.  For example, color wasn’t part of the original class, and yet such a rich avenue of visual exploration.  Then to begin to investigate all the ways color has been symbolically significant in writings of mystics, like Hildegard of Bingen, or in the liturgical calendar.  In my chapter on mirrors and reflections I stumbled on all of these wonderful readings from medieval mystics about the mirror as symbol of the soul.  Writing a book feels like a delicious excuse to lose myself in my subject and follow the threads to see where they lead.  They don’t always lead somewhere, but it is the journey itself that brings so much delight.

Thanks for being with us this week. Join us here to win a copy of Christine’s new book. And now it’s your turn…

Do you have an Emmaus story that caused you to see things differently?

Have you practiced “receiving” pictures rather than “taking” them? What was it like for you?

Photography Party Book Giveaway

Happy Wednesday, Anam Cara Community.

In celebration of Christine Paintner‘s new book, Eyes of the Heart: Photography as a Christian Contemplative, I’m hosting a photography party and book giveaway here on the blog.

I’m giving away two free copies of this beautiful book to anyone who wants to enter.

Here’s what author Jan Phillips says about Eyes of the Heart:

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“Opening Christine Paintner’s Eyes of the Heart is like entering a garden in full bloom. It opens up all your senses so you see, smell, taste, and touch the world in a whole new way. Paintner has a gift for reuniting the transcendent and the immanent. She calls God home. She sees the Divine in the pebble on the path, hears its sound in the buzzing mosquito. This modern-day monk knows the essential secrets to sacred living and joyful being and she shares them freely.”

I love that!

So, here’s how you enter:

1. Go to the Flickr Group that I’ve created for this giveaway. You need a free Flickr account first (go to the Flickr home page and click “Sign up now.”) When you go to the link it will ask you to join the group first before posting.

2. Share up to five images (photographs that you’ve taken yourself, recently or in the past) that coincide either with the theme of Resurrection or of Eyes of the Heart.

3. Leave a comment below this blog post to let me know you have joined the giveaway and what your Flickr profile name is (you must include this to be entered into the book giveaway).

4. Post the invitation on your blog or Facebook page and encourage others to come join the party!

I’ll draw two names at random, and announce the winners on Monday, April 29th.

Practicing Resurrection through Eyes of the Heart

Awhile back, I hosted a dear friend and fellow spiritual director, Christine Valters Paintner, of Abbey of the Arts on the Anam Cara blog. Her book, Eyes of the Heart: Photography as a Christian Contemplative Practice, was published in 2013 and I asked Christine to share the ways that developing “eyes of the heart” help us live into the season of Easter. Below, Christine shares from her heart. I know you’ll enjoy the support and wisdom Christine offers as much as I do.

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The season of Easter spans 50 days of celebrating the resurrection and culminating in Pentecost.  Yet, for many of us, Easter Sunday comes and goes and we forget this call to practice resurrection in an ongoing way.  We, perhaps, aren’t sure how to bring resurrection into daily life.

The stories we hear during the Easter season highlight the resurrected life of the body – Thomas touching Jesus’ physical wounds, the nets being cast out from the boat to draw in an abundance of food, the disciples walking along the road to Emmaus with Jesus and breaking bread with him.  In this last story we read that their “eyes were prevented from recognizing him.”

When Jesus returns in resurrected form, he is fully embodied, yet hard for us to recognize.  The disciples do not expect their dear friend to be among them again and so they miss this truth with their limited vision.

To me, this speaks of an invitation to see the world in a different way.  Practicing resurrection is, in part, about becoming aware of how we see the world.  When we rush from thing to thing, never pausing, never allowing space, we see only what we expect to find.  We see to grasp at the information we need. We see the stereotypes embedded in our minds. We miss the opportunity to see beyond what we want. We walk by a thousand ordinary revelations in our busyness and preoccupation.

We find a similar emphasis on vision in the story of Jesus’ Transfiguration.  The burning light that once appeared to Moses in the bush now radiates from Jesus himself: “His face shone like the sun” (Matthew 17:2). For the ancient writer Gregory Palamas, it was the disciples who changed at the Transfiguration, not Christ. Christ was transfigured “not by the addition of something he was not, but by the manifestation to his disciples of what he really was. He opened their eyes so that instead of being blind they could see.” Because their perception grew sharper, they were able to behold Christ as he truly is.

Consider celebrating resurrection this Easter season with a commitment to deeper vision.  This kind of seeing takes time.  We have to slow down and wait.  We have to release wanting to see something in particular, so that we can be open to what is being offered in the moment. This is the heart of contemplation – to see what really is, rather than what we would expect.

For me, the creative practice of photography can be a powerful doorway into transformed seeing.  When we open ourselves to receiving photos, rather than taking them, we are offered a gift.  By bringing the camera to the eye and allowing an encounter with the holy to open our hearts, we might be transformed.

It can be any kind of camera.  Look through the lens and imagine that it is a portal to a new way of seeing. Let the focus of the frame bring your gaze to the quality of light in this moment or the vibrancy of colors. Even five minutes can shift your gaze to a deepened quality of attentiveness.  No need to capture everything you see, but simply an invitation to breathe in the beauty of this moment.

Let yourself be willing to see the world differently, so that what others miss in the rush of life, becomes transfigured through your openness and intention. Practicing resurrection means walking along the road and paying close attention, making space to receive the gift of bread, the nourishment of conversation, and a vision of the sacred.

 

 

Christine Valters Paintner, PhD, is the online Abbess at Abbey of the Arts, a virtual monastery and community for contemplative practice and creative expression.  She is the author of 15 books on art and monasticism, including, Eyes of the Heart: Photography as a Christian Contemplative Practice (Ave Maria Press). Christine currently lives out her commitment as a monk in the world with her husband in Galway, Ireland.