Life As Art

The thing is, we really can have more creative vitality right now without changing anything physical in our life – at first. Because of course, it starts with our own thoughts. Our headset and our heartset. How we THINK about what IS in our lives. A lot of times, any free space we have to actually THINK is taken up with so much to do and so many stories of the past and so many endlessly looping thought patterns that a moment of stillness is the last thing on our minds!

My Sparkley Suit

When you were a little girl growing up did you:

a. want to be a nun and a solid gold dancer?
b. wonder why fitting in meant not acting like yourself?
c. want to save the world and felt like you actually could?
d. pretend your bicycle was a galloping horse?
e. wonder if being a bad girl was funner than being a good girl?
draw yourself with a crown on your head?’
wonder if being a bad girl was funner than being a good girl?

or were you one of the bad girls?
or were you BOTH the bad girl and the good girl?

In the Beginning

My mom was having none of this kind of Christianity. She promptly brought me to Glide Church in San Francisco and told me, honey – these are God’s children and love God as much as those folks back at church. Well. If you have ever been to Glide Church you know what I saw. FOLKS.Real Folks. At all levels of elevation and depravation. That day, I met Francis, who in a way is my St. Francis. She is a woman (very recently) who wears tall high heals and red dresses and red lipstick and claimed to LOVE the Lord. We joined that day, and I sat next to Francis and learned of her recent change from man to woman. I loved her. God opened my heart to her and I prayed then and there for God to remove from my heart that spirit of judgement that many Christians are known for. And I am glad to say, that God did.