Saturday, December 29, 2012

Soul Inspiration: Madeleine L'Engle

Howdy, folks. This is the last in the series, and the last for the year. I dug into what really moves me about books in this series, but I can't write about what inspires my soul in books without taking some time to talk about Madeleine L'Engle. Madeleine is my guiding star when it comes to book inspiration. Her books have had a profound affect on my life. She was one author who understood that which I feel so deeply: we are people who have a profound need for that which we cannot see -- that which we cannot explain -- that which we cannot hold onto. We have an innate ability to see what cannot be seen.

We're full of the spiritual. Madeleine understood what I instinctively understand -- that love must be at the center of the universe, or I'm not sure I can live in this universe. Are we men or are we monsters?  This is something we all wrestle with at times. Will love somehow rise over every tragedy? Will it swallow up darkness with light. It will if we are willing to fight.  Her books were full of great battles that acknowledged that the small stuff going on in our corner of the universe was a thread in the giant tapestry of history, and if you pull one thread in a tapestry you might ruin the whole cloth.  Everything is precious. Everything has purpose. Everything has a season.

Life and death are great mysteries. Love is mysterious too. Hate is also just as mysterious. Madeleine introduced me to the great mysteries. She saw all these connections. She lifted them from the world around her. A mighty chorus reverberated within her. She firmly believed that all the flaming darts that struck through the hearts of men were akin to tossing a live coal into the sea.  Ah, this is an on fire thought -- good wins!  But, but, but -- the wars, the fires, the guns, the suffering... All this mystery is wrapped up in faith and art. My favorite books step out with bravery, offering the substance and evidence of  things hoped for and things unseen.

Be brave as you move forward with your stories in the new year. Say what you believe. Serve your art. Don't be afraid.  If you have not read Madeleine L'Engle's book: Walking on Water: Reflections of Faith and Art, consider giving it a look.

See you next year!

Here is an oldie but goodie doodle: "Girl with trumpet!"


Here is a quote for your pocket.

When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability... To be alive is to be vulnerable. Madeleine L'Engle 

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6 comments:

Vijaya said...

A great reflection to end the year with. I discoverd MLE as an adult and her work has resonated deeply for exactly the things you talk about. Thank you! May we make great art in the New Year.

Candilynn Fite said...

I agree with Vijaya. Your post brings up some wonderful reflective points to begin the new year with. I love the L'Engle quote at the end. I must not be a grown up quite yet, as a part of me hasn't fully accepted my vulnerability. Oh well, there's still time, right? ;) Happy New Year!

Mirka Breen said...

Reading your post, MollyMom, I feet I have a soul sister.

MollyMom103 said...

Hi, Vijaya, I love her books. I have since I was 13 years old. I read a Wrinkle in Time. My mother always said I became a different person after reading it. I felt like a wildly tossed ship who came into calm waters when I read it (like 30 times.) My favorite in the quartet is the Swiftly Tilting Planet.

Hi Candi, I am still struggling with vunerability. Let's continue to grow up together! Happy New Year to you too!

Mirka -- Kindred spirits, soul sisters. Amem.

Michele Hathaway Tuton said...

Molly, Madeleine is one of my heroes and a writing mentor. Thank you for this lovely post!

Michele

MollyMom103 said...

Hi Michele! I never met her, but she touched my life forever. Here is a posting of a letter I sent to her after she passed to love's terrible other side where the lion and the lamb abide in peace.
http://mollyblaisdell.blogspot.com/2007/09/madeliene-lengle-november-29-1918.html