Lately small moments grab my attention and won’t let go.
This slightly wrecked peony with morning light filling the vase on my studio work table held my utter attention for 20 minutes this morning.
Look carefully. You’ll see the whole world here: loss, promise, grief, joy, hope, redemption, fear, fragility.
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Take courage friends. Hold on.
Sadly I have to announce a cancellation and postponement.
The Hawkeye Community College June watercolor painting class is canceled and Patti Stockdale’s book signing is postponed due to the covid-19 pandemic.
Hoping to reschedule both in the future.
Hang tight; we will make it through this time of isolation.
Artist, writer, speaker who mostly gardens and paints during social isolation
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We hover in the very definition of liminal space. The time between “what was” and “next.”
Our stark reality, the “next”, as we conceive tomorrow, won’t happen for all of us. This is true now and always has been thus.
How do we react when we come hard up against the inescapable recognition of our own fragility?
Do we find meaning in clean closets, taking a walk, calling friends and family?
And what is meaning? Is it a search for purpose, connection, beauty or truth? Our search for meaning in the face of death leaves us like a new cosmos, floating alone as impenetrable centers of our own universe.
Faced with our mortality, and perhaps even more frightening, the mortality of those we love, there is hope.
Hope looks for the difference we make. Hope sees others’ courage: nurses, doctors, EMT’s, police and those stocking shelves, checking out our needed purchases. Those, in this moment, whose work is essential for the rest of us to survive. Hope is the sewers sewing masks from home for hospital workers. Hope is the call from a friend, the pleasant diversions at home. We pause in this self-emptying moment, this void.
Simone Weil says, “Grace (hope) enters and fills the empty space wherever there is a void to receive it.”
A prayer for the void of liminality:
Let us rest and play
Make art and love
Let us listen deeply.
Let each of us,
according to our nature:
Once danger passes
let each of us,
according to our nature:
Meet the charming Patti Stockdale and hear about her debut novel Three Little Things. This WWI historical romance novel is inspired by the her grandparent’s love story. Patti will have books available for purchase or get them here. Date: Monday, April 20, 10 till noon. Address: 191 Pershing Road Waterloo, IA
Check out Patti’s website for more information on her, her book and upcoming events.