or is this just new-agey flavorful postmodern Christian fluffy chicken god as a duck a swan?
be one with the moment listen with your heart open yourself to the energy that surrounds you listen listen listening is loving.
listening is loving
not one with this morning. not one. with. the godly sky committee they are looking down askance. at. me.
i have often thought, along with most scholars, that the printing press changed the course of history more than any other invention.
i would like to revise that testimony.
the single invention that has changed the world and influenced history, steered the flow of history, is Monotheism. One. God. One.
why the one god? why not many?
we Christians threw out all the gods, but couldn't quite let go of the pantheist ideal of many gods. so, we invented the concept of the Trinity and made it doctrine.
the idea of many gods suits me in many ways. a god for everything. a god for tuesday mornings when i don't want to rouse myself up. a god for bowels. i might pray to him please stop tormenting me. the god of shoes i'd like another pair please and she hands them down so lovely oiled leather. black.
a corporate god a committee of gods something for everything something for everyone make your own god kits they come in the mail they are easy to assemble but have many moving parts.
which is fitting as they assembled us consulted with each other destroying many efforts until they got us right.
they got us right and planted the seed in us. look up.
(why do we complicate everything why not make it simple and primal here comes the sun thanks be to the gods)
John. what did you do? did you know? was it you or someone who slapped your name on it?
no one comes to the father but by me. I am the way the truth and the LIFE.
No. One. Comes. But. By. ME.
John. did you know?
i'll not mention Paul in all this. poor Paul.
but really, i rather like my god. we are, have always been tucked into a soft black space where my eyeballs are where i am forever a little girl and he is forever very larger than I. father.
i have no visual image of him. i have never needed one. visual images do not interest me.
my god is a presence. together with me in a soft dark space bedtime we are giggling together. under the tent of sheets. the blanket. the winter house. we will sleep of course. eventually.
and in the sky. look up. look up. look up.
your mind to my mind your body to my body your spirit to my spirit the one of us, the all of us.
god as many mice rushing about preparing for tea.
god as many pieces of water rushing together to cascade from the cliff.
god as the last Barbie her tiny waist her forever high-heeled feet.
god as the body one body with everything swimming inside the one body god as glue god as masking tape god as sticky. notes.
god as us.
God. As. Us.
i am one with this god when i do not try. so hard. when i'm not looking. there is something in me. a stubbornness perhaps. a horse with blinders secure. no map. just steps side to side or forward god as walking boots.
listening my mouth and eyes to the sky.
listening my heart open to the sky.
yes, yes. i believe right now this minute. right now this joy right now my chest dissolves i hear an old hymn how great. thou. art.
when through the woods and forest glades i wander and hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze when i look down from lofty mountains grandeur.
i've got a home in glory land.
i am one with these words god as many poems god as endless notebooks god full of angst with the teenage girl god so desperately in love he forgets who he is god as teenager oh my.
god likes the pink and green tube of mascara he has just made up my face i am off to the church party where my heart will first break god as broken heart who knows more about breaking heart than god?
it was the committee who stumbled upon love just before they left god here, alone, god as caretaker god as farmer i do not much like farming he thinks and sets about to create others to do this annoying work.
okay let's clip everything back and tuck everything in (hospital corners!) the committee is coming to check my progress please behave and make me look good.
behave. (as IF)
god as organizing principle of the day god as the woman who is quite awake now she must prepare to leave thank whoever is responsible for automatic starts for overly-fancy cars.
daddy god. he is home he is coming through the door he is snatching me up tossing me i touch the snowy bumps of the ceiling the sky.