"Once we clearly acknowledge the soul, we can learn to hear it's cries. - Dallas Willard, Renovation Of The Heart."


a few new spreads

It has been a struggle for me to complete pages the past few days.

maybe they are finished...maybe not...


leaving space

I am finding I like leaving some blank space on my pages these days. It feels like breathing room. 

I am sure there will be many times my pages are more chaotic. Kind of like the ebb and flow of life. 

I read this about ebb tide. "It's the pause, the middle of things, no visible movement in any direction. The ebb is the moment when fresh water is flushed in or brackish water is flushed out. A kind of cleansing time." - Joan Anderson


Journal spread from

last night's workshop at The Vine Community Church.