a time to grieve; a time to dance

Have you ever found a glistening coin on the bed of a flowing stream? You point at it but your friend isn't quite able to see it. Or maybe your friend is pointing at something at a short distance and, for all your neck-craning, you can't quite see what it is.

This blog is exactly that. This is me pointing at something that I know is there and hope you'd see, too. Whether it's at a golden mask at the bottom of the well or an eagle soaring high in the sky, I wish you Happy Looking!

23 June 2011

My artist's prayer

You are the Vine, I am one of the branches. Apart from you, I can do nothing. Lord, make me a clear channel for your creativity. Make me an honest and sincere vessel of your truth.

Let the acting act through me.
Let the movement move through me.
Let the music sing through me.
Let the story tell through me.
Let the words speak through me.
Let the thought transcend through me.
Let the image image forth through me.
Let Your creativity create through me.

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I say this prayer whenever I am to plunge into a huge creative task. Like auditions, or opening nights. I say it when I feel stymied. I say it when I'm afraid that writer's block is pending and a deadline is ahead. It works.

I was walking home from work when a thought hit me. Why reserve the prayer for these situations only? Why can't I pray--and live--the prayer in my everyday life? I realize I can say the prayer everyday, and allow God to work through me even in the simplest of tasks. I can even say the prayer when I'm resting; when I'm taking a break from a creative project. I can say the prayer anytime at all. It can be my way of telling Jesus, "Hi, God! Let's have lunch together."

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