like a prayer

Hello, reader.  How’s it going?  How we view one another matters.  How I perceive someone feels sacred like a prayer.

It’s like a prayer because I’m seeing God in you, and I’m talking to God about you also.  If you matter to me, I’m asking God to bless you, and bless our relating to be respectful with consent, to do good in the world.

Together let’s do the work of Love.  Let’s use the gifts given to us by our ancestors to respect Parent Earth and respect all of creation.

angel

For a long time I’ve been blessed with seeing the best in people.  The angel inside is so powerful.  I see God shining out of everyone I love.

But I also see God shining out of the weirdest places.  God is everywhere–wild and important.  But my optimism can be dangerous.  You know how people who have autism have a reputation for being gullible?

“Why would people use language to lie?” I’ve asked too many times, confused by another betrayal.  “Language exists for telling the truth.”

I’ve been sorely knocked on my ass when I’ve expected other people to be like me, especially when it comes to truth.  Safety matters!  If I glimpse the light of God shining out of the gutter, I don’t need to slip into the sewer and live with a clown.  I can smile and continue on my way.

where God is

God is real, and I live with her.  I kiss her every day, I cuddle her, I cook breakfast for her.  God is in my body, in Ming’s body, in Bunny, in our home, in our community.

God is in the sparkling on the water, the coldness and wetness of the water, the movement of the water as it flows over rocks, the fish jumping and bugs flying over the surface–all the life that flourishes there.  I see God everywhere.

• in caves
• in clouds
• animating our bodies
• moving trees as wind
• inside rocks and leaves
• in pleasure
• in pain
• extreme states
• gravity
• play
• direction
• sound
• colors
• darkness / shadow
• reproduction
• canyons
• error
• sleep
• dreams
• smells
• taste also
• proprioception
• digestion
• respiration
• the workings of cells
• the Krebs cycle
• stars, black holes, rings, moons
• sunlight
• longing
• which way is up

believing the best

I like seeing the best in people, and I’m good at that.  The problem is when I see the best in people at the exclusion of sense.  Then I get hurt when my expectations are unrealistic.  In some ways I’m a smart pumpkin, but I can misunderstand humans severely.

Please correct me when I’m making a big mistake, or let me know you see me stepping into danger.  It’s not your job to stop me.  But I could use some help.  Aren’t we all fallible creatures?  Many people feign independence, but disability is common, and many of us could use a hand.

identity

How I see you is a big part of how I love you.  I’d like to see you correctly.  I mean with my eyes, but mostly with my heart, mind, and intuition.

If I’m lucky enough to be close friends with you, I see you over the years.  I notice tons of data points, connecting dots.  I have a great memory, and you might enjoy my conclusions.

My mind is my own, and I need freedom to think whatever.  But in any caring, close relationship, we’re collaboratively viewing the world and making sense of the world.  That includes making sense of each other.

Accepting and loving someone on their terms is important to me–not thinking I know better about them than they do.  Especially identity, like gender, queerness, and spirituality.  I want to know your pronouns if any, so I can respect your gender.  I’d rather hear whether you identify as a witch before just deciding that myself.  That’s respectful.

like a prayer

If my heart has a filing cabinet and I love you, there’s a file folder in there with your name.  That file folder is like a prayer.  I’m holding you with care, and I want what’s best for you.

My heart is beating a prayer.  My whole life might be a prayer.  Thank you for being part of it.