Jesus comes into that space between desire and action—Phil 2:13. This embodied will idea of D. Willard. Jesus needing to get into that space between desire and action; and this verse goes further in telling us He is able to enter our desires and actions—cause us to will and to act according to Your Purposes. There is a permission involved of course. We are not robots, however, once permission is given, He can lean our desires and actions into His. Jesus becomes ever more in our embodied will. So that we instinctively move more from His Spirit. This is the process of depth sanctification. Jesus sinking into us more deeply. Jesus eclipsing our soul’s (less my pain, more His). This is the process of , “not I, but Christ.” That is the more mature stage of our spirituality—in which we respond through Christ to others. We decrease, as He increases. Ironically, our true selves also come forth and shine in this process. We die, to become ourselves!

As many who are led, are becoming the sons and daughters of God…
The goal is to be lead-able in every area of life. So we are actually able to be led by His Spirit in each area. We have areas of resistance based on wounds and experience—don’t trust women bec of abuse, so that area it is hard to be led by. But the goal is to heal , so we can be led by….to be led by the Spirit in our sex life. To be led by the spirit in our finances. To be led by the spirit in our friendships (even if we have lack of trust there etc.) Our goal is to be led—“as many who are becoming”….

The Crickets came alive here, last night in Texas!
(had to write a little poem for our frenetic re-awakened friends)

And the crickets sang like electrical jazz, just for us tonight.
Stopping suddenly, in energetic pauses/waits, wakes in
perfect response to our footstep’s weight-
little power stations temporarily shut down
Then, just at the right instances, they buzzed on again
shaking their tiny soul’s awake, as we listened
to these unseen creatures who know
how to bend and come in and out of time-based on energy and rhyme. their silent electric violin lessons, in waiting, vibrating dark wet leaves…succumbing to
our inconsistencies, until we agree
with evening’s release, and what they bring us to re-member.
The buzzing of Life which never ends,
returns, somehow always, in sync.

#1
the camera was turned off. i
was standing still before things
i started to keep a diary of moments
before i began, just to recall, The Glory of it all.

#2
when Peter looked down, he nearly drowned
His Face and Hand is all I want to see repeatedly
for the waters have dragoned beneath my feet, as a seemingly endless dark snake
far below a gate breaks open unseen by TV, not on internet
and the sunset came just as i was learning to levitate

Up in the Clouds, high on dream
i see the light passing through the dust gleams below…endless seams and contours
sparkling in life, singing in line, through death’s contours, we shine.
the words eternal are kept out of rhyme
until we come, in time, and start to shine as spaces unseen-burnt Life spots!
Us, as somehow needed, flecks to see by. flares in the dark for Love’s landings.

My process of preparation
Preparing for travel today: hair dye, right costumes, lots of prayer, clear directives, focus and style, making art on my way out always shows me what matters, aha that what this trip is about…being readied, flexible, improvisationally available in da Spirit to express what needs to be downloaded-to move in any direction. Once I had a dream of juggling fish—each one (all sorts weights and sizes!) would be thrown to me at random intervals, i had to adjust to make it smooth and fun. That still seems true as part of my way. The basics. I like doing shooting backstage—the process of preparation is my discipleship. All of life is training, getting ready for a bigger show to come! Down here, we are in rehearsal. Being transformed as we live through each gesture. Every stage of life another medium through which to meet Him-every move, every mistake, every success, a teaching. I love preparing to step on stage. And the backstage itself, is the stage for me—the unseen roots where formation takes place; later, the fruit is obvious! A tree is known or seen by its fruit, but the root work is the deeper part! The art part of me, likes to stay sharp so the other parts of me have options. You are given the overall outline, and the content—faith and love; then you kind of just show up and say yes repeatedly (trust the process), and watch the collaboration unfold. Afterwards you access—look at patterns. At least that’s how it works for me. Having fun prepping for a little trip this week. I have a plan, but i expect the unexpected, and am warming up, getting loose for it. So the dance can be beautiful. Life is interesting!

To chime You-lines
from time to time
while standing clearly on the tight rope
of Your Being. Somewhere between cities and stars…
like on that red rocking horse as a boy, us corralling the moon and sky together
To walk before the cheers or silence of man below
wearing the flashy suit of Your Grace-white silk and diamond flecked glow
already having heard your endless applause
already having glimpsed Your Face, I’m free to be.
So, put the top hat of Your Love on me
so others can see just how tall You really are Lord
I wanted to live it from, not about You-to be a symbol not a sign!
a metaphor not a simile! that’s me.
So you slipped me this “be in Him” card at some long ago party.
I still carry it—it just says, be “in Him”-so, that’s my calling card.
Now turn off any propaganda and make it art in me
made in this studio, in which we are in this forever-collaboration…