A few weeks ago I went on a 24 hour retreat. In one of the quiet times we were given D H Lawrence’s poem ‘Shadows’ as something we might want use for reflection or meditation.
Here it is in full …
Shadows by D H Lawrence
And if tonight my soul may find her peace
in sleep, and sink in good oblivion,
and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower
then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.
And if, as weeks go round, in the dark of the moon
my spirit darkens and goes out, and soft strange gloom
pervades my movements and my thoughts and words
then I shall know that I am walking still
with God, we are close together now the moon’s in shadow.
And if, as autumn deepens and darkens
I feel the pain of falling leaves, and stems that break in storms
and trouble and dissolution and distress
and then the softness of deep shadows folding,
folding around my soul and spirit, around my lips
so sweet, like a swoon, or more like the drowse of a low, sad song
singing darker than the nightingale, on, on to the solstice
and the silence of short days, the silence of the year, the shadow,
then I shall know that my life is moving still
with the dark earth, and drenched
with the deep oblivion of earth’s lapse and renewal.
And if, in the changing phases of man’s life
I fall in sickness and in misery
my wrists seem broken and my heart seems dead
and strength is gone, and my life
is only the leavings of a life:
and still, among it all, snatches of lovely oblivion, and snatches of renewal
odd, wintry flowers upon the withered stem, yet new, strange flowers
such as my life has not brought forth before, new blossoms of me
then I must know that still
I am in the hands of the unknown God,
he is breaking me down to his own oblivion
to send me forth on a new morning, a new man.
I decided to use it to reflect and to art journal anything that jumped out at me. At the time I only managed half of the poem so I’ve gone back and finished the reflection and journaling over the last few days.
I prepared the pages first with a used wet teabag (it makes a lovely background and is far less intimidating than a white sheet of paper!)
I then waited for phrases to jump out at me and then I wrote and drew. I finished with some water colour washes in various places to give a subtle colour.
The poem is about cycles and seasons, the ups and downs of life. It’s about the presence of God renewing and refreshing us despite the things that life throws at us. As a Christian I believe I was created anew when I accepted Jesus into my life. And I live my life in that constant renewal and re-creation. I love that phrase ‘I am dipped again in God.’ It is God who is the source of all that I am and who walks alongside me in my journey through life’s ups and downs.
I love the idea that even in times of Winter, when I might feel like a ‘withered stem’,
I still experience new growth – things I’ve not experienced before … ‘new blossoms of me’.
I am reminded of words from Lamentations that inspired a great hymn …
Because of the Lord’s great love, we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:22-23
You may think it strange that I identify with the phrase ‘I am in the hands of the unknown God’, but the point is not that I don’t know who he is, but that I can never understand him fully until I am with him.
1 Corinthians 13:12 says …
For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then shall I know fully, even as I am known.
I get great comfort from this verse. I don’t have to have all the answers, because I will never know it all in this life. But I can rest and find peace because ‘I am in the hands of the unknown God’, and I can rise every morning, a new person, a new creation.
I really like this. I like how the metaphors tie into the art and the hands are powerhouses. Lovies, Samara
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I never thought of the hands as powerhouses but that’s opened up a whole new line of reflection – thank you. That’s what is amazing about art – it speaks to people in different ways.
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Wonderful poem, and I love how you incorporated it in your art!
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Thank you Denthe I’ve never tried it before except with scripture and I’m inspired to do some more. I have a book of Celtic prayers with some great words so I might try those.
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I love this with all the different symbols you picked out. I know what you mean about the white page – sometimes I just throw some pale watercolour ink on the page and close it, doing one of those ‘butterfly’ prints just to get me started.
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That’s a great idea Tracy. I remember doing that kind of thing at school but I never thought of doing it as a page background. I’m very new to journaling so ideas like this are great – I’ll try it. Thank you
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Lovely journal pages and inspirational words. Happy PPF
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Thank you Sandra x
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Love these pages and how you have used them to create around the words. Happy PPF
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Thank you for your kind words Corrine
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lovely pages and that poem is one of my favourites… and I love using tea to stain p[ages… it gives them such warmth….xx
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Thank you Tracey. I love your style of watercolours.
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these pages are lovely! They look like something I would expect to find in a book of devotionals.
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Oh thank you Cat that’s really encouraging. I’d love to do a devotional book someday.
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Beautiful pages and wonderful post. I love your explanation of the “unknown god”.
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Thanks Gina.
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Poetry gives life to art and art gives life to poetry. A beautiful poem to inspire your beautiful pages.
Thanks for sharing,
Annabelle O,O
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Thank you for your kind words Annabelle
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thank u . your words are so nice
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Just followed your link to this from your advent post. I used this as a study for the Renovare group a couple of years ago. Such an eloquent expression of hopes and fears.
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Thanks Helen. It’s often used in association with death but I think it speaks throughout life too.
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