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lotusbiosmMonday I wrote this:
I am human. I am flawed and fallible. I have not yet started a war or caused anyone grieves physical or (I hope) psychological harm. I will make mistakes. I will learn from them and move forward with my life.
I will remember that though I am imperfect I am a smart, capable woman. I am intelligent. I am funny. I am kind and loving. I make people happy. I am loved by intelligent people with good taste, and by the Creator of the Universe.
I am a daughter of the Lord God Most High, a beloved child of the eternal power of the universe. If I am still and quiet, I will hear God's voice inside because it dwells within me. This love is mine to receive and God's to give. I did not earn it through any special virtue, nor can I lose it through any vice. It is given unto me through the grace of God alone.
And then I had to make with the learning.
And then I listened to my "church" playlist on the way home, and, like it always does, "Sing, Oh, Barren One" knocked me over. I had a feeling that was either a great spiritual moment or a psychotic break. That moment when you are assured that life will turn out ok, even if the ok that it turns out is not the ok you were counting on. And that moment where you feel the presence of God in and around you, dwelling in the trees that you pass and the ground beneath your feet and in your feet as you walk upon that ground. And if I knew how to bottle that and just give it out to everyone so we could all feel that all the time, I would. Because it is a profoundly wonderful feeling, that feeling of being able to see God in all the life you pass. And that feeling of the eternal within you. At church we talk about the "spark of the divine". Christians talk about the Holy Spirit. Whatever you want to call it, I'm all about it.
So you can see how, as I said, it was either a profound spiritual experience or a psychotic break. It was nice, whatever it was.
I should add that I believe that each and every one of us is "a beloved child of the eternal power of the universe", not just me, so that you don't think I've gotten some sort of complex.
I am human. I am flawed and fallible. I have not yet started a war or caused anyone grieves physical or (I hope) psychological harm. I will make mistakes. I will learn from them and move forward with my life.
I will remember that though I am imperfect I am a smart, capable woman. I am intelligent. I am funny. I am kind and loving. I make people happy. I am loved by intelligent people with good taste, and by the Creator of the Universe.
I am a daughter of the Lord God Most High, a beloved child of the eternal power of the universe. If I am still and quiet, I will hear God's voice inside because it dwells within me. This love is mine to receive and God's to give. I did not earn it through any special virtue, nor can I lose it through any vice. It is given unto me through the grace of God alone.
And then I had to make with the learning.
And then I listened to my "church" playlist on the way home, and, like it always does, "Sing, Oh, Barren One" knocked me over. I had a feeling that was either a great spiritual moment or a psychotic break. That moment when you are assured that life will turn out ok, even if the ok that it turns out is not the ok you were counting on. And that moment where you feel the presence of God in and around you, dwelling in the trees that you pass and the ground beneath your feet and in your feet as you walk upon that ground. And if I knew how to bottle that and just give it out to everyone so we could all feel that all the time, I would. Because it is a profoundly wonderful feeling, that feeling of being able to see God in all the life you pass. And that feeling of the eternal within you. At church we talk about the "spark of the divine". Christians talk about the Holy Spirit. Whatever you want to call it, I'm all about it.
So you can see how, as I said, it was either a profound spiritual experience or a psychotic break. It was nice, whatever it was.
I should add that I believe that each and every one of us is "a beloved child of the eternal power of the universe", not just me, so that you don't think I've gotten some sort of complex.
