Our Language Is So Limiting

God is Essence

Our limited thinking makes it hard for us to not think of God as being a male deity--which intellectually we know is so silly, and at the very least limiting.  Even if one points how Jesus refers to him as the father, that is only because our limited minds couldn't think of anything that wasn't animal, plant, mineral, or man,. Would it seem silly to call God a Daisy? I guess now it may seem silly to some.  But, is love male or female?  Love is both good and bad, "Boy do I love me some smothered-fried-chicken, mashed potatoes, mac & cheese, biscuits with lots of butter, cobbler and ice cream."  When I taught high school my analogy was always a rose--a simple to point out the beauty and the thorn.  To me God is the ultimate expression of love and for our puny brains to express this is impossible, our language is so finite. 

The Heart Has A memory

The Heart Has A Memory

  

I will dance with you tonight

But I won’t eat your stuffing

I will stroke your cheek in the sun

But I won’t put marshmallows

on the candied yams.

I have done away with want and desire of the temporal,

my dreams that happen during the day aren’t

really dreams at all,

they are the visual expressions of my heart;

my heart charges into a burning building

with no way out

but the soul wants to learn the way

to the next phase of eternity,

the pain and loss

that any true love has.

How forever after is never

when sex is not love

 and one becomes disenchanted like the 7 year old

that doesn’t believe in Santa Claus,

so we reach out

to a shadow sliced by the sun.