This is now.  Now is,
all there is.  Don’t wait for Then;
strike the spark, light the fire.
Sit at the Beloved’s table,
feast with gusto, drink your fill

then dance
the way branches
of jasmine and cypress
dance in a spring wind.

The green earth
is your cloth;
tailor your robe
with dignity and grace.

I feel my creative fires continuing to kindle and spark.  How lovely to have some time this week to simply craft and play.  I share below my initial experiment with lettering, carving stamps, and using pastel and paint.  Unfortunately the vibrancy of the silver and gold doesn’t show up that well.  I am feeling a bit shy about sharing these beginnings, but begin I must.  The line is from the Gospel for the first week of Advent and has been singing within me since.  I have not yet fixed the vellum to the piece, because I am trying to find the right glue, thus the stones you see holding it down.

What is calling you to begin this very moment? 

-Christine Valters Paintner

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