The invitation for this season is to remember and honor these stories which live inside of us, many of them unfinished or incomplete.
We let the ‘lost human voices speak through us’ and perhaps discover our own deepest longings are woven together with theirs.
~ Christine Valters Paintner, Abbey of the Arts
We clasp the hands of those who go before us. ~ Wendell Berry
Myth insists that in each of us a great kingdom presides: filled with forests, remote castles, giants, witches, lovers, the dreams of the earth itself. To hear a story well told was to bear witness to the wily tale of your own life meeting the bigger epic that those before you had walked. Such speech was a way you tasted your ancestors. We don’t have such stories: such stories have us. ~ Martin Shaw
You are invited to have a candle at hand, a journal or paper, and coloured pencils or markers as desired.