The impeded stream is the one that sings – Wendell Berry
Watercolour on 300gm Arches 190x280mm
Here is some wonderfully bleak wisdom from my good friend James that came to mind as I painted this afternoon.
“There are, it seems” says Wendell Berry, “two muses:
the muse of inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and
the muse of realisation, who returns again and again to say ‘It is yet more difficult than you thought.’”
The latter, he goes on to say; serves us best when it works as an obstruction, to baffle us and deflect our intended course.
It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey.
The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.
I think this speaks true of the life in Christ also. At the end of ourselves is where He begins, and at our path lost and forsaken, His journey with us commences.
And so we shall sing a new song.
Ps 40:3 – and many shall see and fear and put their trust in the Lord
Paul at the Friends of Radloff Park did something really cool with my painting: