The title. Simply captivates. I sit and stare at the words. "Spilling Open." I exhale. Nervous about turning the first page, but I want to embrace this "art of becoming yourself." I stick a letter inside from an artist sister to mark my spot. Marking the start of a new journey.
I see words scribbled in one corner, a secret message that I feel I'm meant to read. To see. Words that help invite me, to turn another page:
"Brave on the Rocks"
Yes. I want to order that. I want to drink it up, no matter how biting and bitter the taste, or how much it burns going down my throat.
I sat pondering the four words when something caught my attention. You see.. I've always had a love for brick. Brick pathways, brick walls that grace the inside of homes and buildings. There I sat, looking and admiring the brick that surrounded me in this place.
So beautiful. So messy. So imperfect.
I began to wonder if this journey of becoming brave and embracing warrior(ess) is like this wall. Currently, the ugly and imperfections stand out when some look upon the journey, but one day:
one day an obvious beauty will be revealed.
Everything will be pieced together and called art. The fear over turning the pages will become less and ordering "brave on the rocks," the usual.
Have you read Spilling Open? If so, did it change you and in what ways?
I've never heard of this book before, but it sure does intrigue me. Thanks for sharing, Heather!
ReplyDeleteOh the messages hidden here and there within it!! It has quickly become the book that I will recommend to many sojourners.
DeleteI haven't heard of this book. I would like to order a brave on the rocks, myself. Your title was captivating. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you happygirl! It was the very first phrase that captivated me from the book. So many messages like it fill the pages. If you ever come across one of her books it would be well worth it. I'm mesmerized!
Deletethe ugly and imperfections are all a matter of perspective...
ReplyDeletei love this quote that i read yesterday and will work into my blog somehow:
"When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing" ~ rabindranath tagore
with the right eyes, ugly melts right into beautiful, and imperfections transform into art. even the stumbles and the scraped-knees can become sacred milestones along the way.
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Thank you for reminding me of perspective sweet friend. "with the right eyes, ugly melts right into beautiful and imperfections transform into art." I'm clinging to these words in a hopeful expectancy.
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