Over the last year or so, I’ve appreciated the paintings, poetry, and musings of Jan Richardson on her blog, paintedprayerbook.com. Recently, one post caught my attention, “Salted with Fire.” In a space of transition and waiting in my life, with many uncertainties as to what life will look like even a year from now, her description of salt in a potters’ fire resonated with me.
“Thrown into the kiln, this elemental essence alters the surface of the pot in a fashion that cannot be entirely predicted or controlled. The potter has to trust that when the salt is given to the fire, it will do its work; that, blessed by the intention and focus the potter brings, the salt will make a way for the wild beauty that will come.”
And I guess I’m trusting the work of the potter.
