@venusianbull
16 Years25,000+ PostsTaurus
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Hmmm, could the word you are looking for be "Taurus?"
You know Aries, I think I may just be classified as such, yes. 🙂
No one who knows you would ever question your faith.
I've never met you and I know.
Ya know?
We know.
Thank you. 🙂
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Someone recently questioned my faith. My beliefs. It got me to thinking as I do. How do you explain how you are at the core when there is no definition really? How does one put the joy of the breeze on your face, the exultation of a sunset or the texture of a trees bark under your hand into words that do not involve a speech?
To believe in Highest of High. That He loves me with absolute. That I am Natural. What makes me sing inside..the love of a child, the laughter ringing in the breeze. Two souls looking at each other with complete understanding. The way the rain drizzles down a pane of glass. How my body feels slicing through the lake. The heat shimmers, the pulse of life rising in the Spring. The sweet song as leaf and flower pushes up through the earth. Beautiful little faces turned upward. I do not contain God to a throne, untouchable and standing back in judgement.
To me, He beats in every living thing, moves within and without. That when I am low I hear a crow call, a butterfly will flutter by, a breeze caresses. This is the very hand of God to me. Showing His daughter she is loved. Without prejudice or condition. No stricture or edict.
Secrets and lies are foreign to me, violence abhorrent. I ascribe to none of these, they own no part of me. I do not expect anyone to feel as I do, I am utterly myself. I have no agenda for bending anyone to my will, I honestly could care less what or how someone expresses what makes them at peace with self. If you distill religions, at their base they are one and the same. Right and wrong, good and bad. Do well, BE well. Be gentle, be kind. Extend that light to others. Do not judge, have faith. Believe in all things, for they are possible.
I couldn't give one jot what color someone is, what their creed is. How they dress, what they find is decorative on their person. What I care about is are you good, are you kind. Can you love with all of you. If you do not walk my path, that's perfectly alright.
That because I feel the power of myself, others, because I am me. That makes me no less than you. Ever. I was known before I was in the womb. I am loved. Always. From the crown of my head, to the tips of each toe. I am loved.