Tag Archives: calling

The Beginning {Or Why I’m Here}

no stopping marvia davidsonI am a writer.  I write.  I’ve enjoyed writing for at least half my life.  However, the majority of that writing was in journals of various sorts.  I started by first blog in 2009 with a different name.  Then I started another one, because I was still trying to figure out what I wanted to write about and take a shine to.  I began my third blog, The Human Impulse, that same year.  This one is a much more natural feel.  It’s about the impulse within each of us beating softly, refusing to be silent, reminding us who we really are.

So why am I writing all this to you, and myself, now? Because I am in the process of writing a manifesto.  I’m laying down the bones of a dream burning like fire in my heart.  It won’t let me go, so I’m giving it breath and space to live now.  I do not wish to take these words with me to the grave.   I wish to cast them far and wide.  They may not be for all, but somewhere they will catch, and do what they’re intended to do.
Continue reading The Beginning {Or Why I’m Here}

Making the Space – Own Your Dream

what dreams may come marvia davidsonFire.  Passion.  Hope.  Momentum.  Dreams have this kind of spark.

Have you ever had a dream burning in your heart?  It’s flames consuming your every waking moment.  It won’t leave you alone.  It won’t let you go.  It wants you to stop what you’re doing right now and take notice.

This is your life.  It is screaming from the rafters.  Its voice is ripped, swollen, and bloody from every attempt to catch your ear.

Now it is pounding.  Pounding louder.  It won’t go away.  It will not be silenced.  You even hear it getting closer. Continue reading Making the Space – Own Your Dream

Art Everyday – Day 15

Moon over Texas
Moon over Texas

Stopping.

Twilights like this one lead me to ponder life.  Am I exhausted because I work hard?  Am I tired because I’m doing the most?  Am I worn out because I’m trying to be too much?

All valid questions.

Even the art of a friendless vivid moon in nature whispers the need for me to be still and know.  To be still and rest.  To be still and cease from fruitless toil.

To be alone in the silence.

To be …

Why is that so hard for some of us?

Continue reading Art Everyday – Day 15

Stir Up the Gift

I begin and end with one of my favorite scriptures in the bible.  It’s all about purpose, talents, abilities and using them for the glory of God (my loose interpretation – I’m no theologian), but here it is from 1 Timothy 4:

Don’t let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity.  Until I come, devote yourself to the public reading of Scripture, to preaching and to teaching.  Do not neglect your gift, which was given you through prophecy when the body of elders laid their hands on you. Be diligent in these matters; give yourself wholly to them, so that everyone may see your progress.  Watch your life and doctrine closely. Persevere in them, because if you do, you will save both yourself and your hearers.

 

His Voice
His Voice

less fear now Read the rest