An Introduction to Limning the Ordinary

a little bit of mystery in everything

Limn, a definition

to depict or describe in paint or words

to suffuse or highlight (something) with a bright color or light

The moon limned a stone floor late one night.

I was four years old, the fifth of six children.

We lived in India, where my parents served as missionaries for three years.

I remember little from those years, but I remember this …

We were frequently hungry. Maybe the food was too spicy for us kids or maybe we were picky or maybe there just wasn’t enough.

So that night, my older siblings stole downstairs for bread.

I followed them, and stood, arrested at the foot of the stairs at the sight.

At first, I thought it was a thief with a flashlight, peering inside. Dad would warn us of “hankyman” — his word for a thief/robber/ne’er-do-well. I thought it was hankyman.

I stood, frozen in place. Until my eyes adjusted and I saw it was moonlight.

Floating before me on the floor, so bright.

This was mystery. It was magic. It was a limning of the ordinary.

Such generous suffusion is everywhere.

I am glad you are here.

Thank you for visiting, for stopping by.

The world is a busy place and we are busy people.

But sometimes it takes a conscious slowing down to catch a glimpse of mystery, to stand in silent wonder, or just to take a breath.

Here, with Limning the Ordinary, I hope to offer such a space …

Hope, a little respite, a depiction of light …

… a limning of the ordinary.

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Until then …

May your day be suffused with grace.