Every stroke of my brush
Anglo Saxon word writan, from which we get the word write, meant
to score, scratch or cut. Writing was accomplished by scratching wood
with a knife. Many remember seeing the names of lovers cut into a tree
trunk with a knife. There is an indelible, even artful quality about letters
cut into the piece of bark. The same indelible and artful quality can
be experienced when we "cut" with a pen the words of our heart onto a
blank piece of paper.
The empty page is always ready to receive the contents of your heart without judgment. Because of this, we can be free to speak truthfully and as the legacy is gradually formed, we can read again the movement of life through our veins. We can see where we have come from and how life and the presence of the Holy One have fashioned and formed us into who we are. So try writing your life in order to find your life.
Journaling as a Spiritual Practice
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