Hi everyone,
I am so excited to announce that I have opened my calendar to start taking spiritual direction clients for one-on-one sessions and group work. Please feel free to dm me here or email me at relategroups@gmail.com!
xox, Brittany
The living God makes a living Earth, and her heart beats every 26 seconds. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
Somewhere in a pew, bent with folded hands, a heart cracks open. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
On a tropical island, a New England bird lands on a piece of driftwood to deliver a message. He opens his mouth. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
In my memory, fingertips memorize my brow, drift across the down of my cheeks, and cup my jaw. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
The rain swells a stream past its limits. It is a lazy tinkling over rocks that becomes a rush of feeling. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
My daughter is in her room with a friend. They giggle and whisper and shriek in delight. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
My teacher stands before me as she stalks around the fire. The wood cracks and breaks in the heat. We cry out in response. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
A bumble bee falls asleep in the open petals of the first fruits of spring. His wings brush the softness of the blossom. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
Knees are curled to nose on a bathroom floor. Tears hit the tile. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
Feet move through down needles and over roots. Step after step, weaving past and future and present. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
Inside the blank walls of even blanker walls, there is a hospital bed. There is the beeping of a heart on a monitor. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
A mourning dove lands on a branch heavy with last night’s rain. She cries out for her mate. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
A book from a shelf is opened. A photograph falls and hits the floor. This makes a sound.
Deep calls to deep.
“Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls;
All Your waves and billows have gone over me.
The Lord will command His lovingkindness in the daytime,
And in the night His song shall be with me—
A prayer to the God of my life.” -
Psalm 42
Deep calls to deep.
Every 26 seconds.
Deep calls to deep.
Deep calls to deep.
Deep calls to deep.
And I am changed.
What a beautiful soul writes this, calling to depths of me.
And we are changed 💗🕊️