In the time of now-and-not-yet tangled together, I pray that my final days of Advent anticipation shall slow down and seem more sacred.
I pray that my waiting will fill with what matters most, as is meditated on in this mini-movie:
Silence swallows by Julia Walsh, FSPA
Silence swallows
me. Holy is this
invasion. Enter
mystery. Evasion
impossible. Listening
lines lift up signs:
Wait. Surrender.
Forward frosty Light.
Now and not yet makes
me: more free. Hushed. Be.
Where is that photo taken!
In the wood at The Christine Center near Willard, WI.🙂
thanks Julia, I enjoyed the video.
Thanks Julia. I love that poem🙂 I hope your Advent went as planned, and that you have a Merry Christmas!