Melanie Rae’s Womanifesto
Through the miraculous presence of God in us, we find ourselves powerful beyond our own means - capable of extraordinary acts of compassion. Compassion is our ability to see God in everyone and in everything. As a woman, I have been blessed with a keen eye - able to interpret the feminine characteristics of God's nature/being.
I am a channel for God's feminine breath,
God's feminine touch,
the creative feminine expression that flows through me.
And sHe leaves the option up to me to stuff a tampon up in that channel, trapping creative juices then flushing them down...
or soaking them up and mixing them with fresh water - feeding the mixture to my house plants.
Breathing in - the air that the plants and trees have filtered and clensed - by processes put to work by our Creator's will - conscious breathing fills our lungs with compassion.
I exhale compassion into my lover's neck and shoulder as we embrace for nothing else can be said.
And his muscles remember the ease that divine design enables them
when my fingers and palms visit their specific region.
And I hum; through my warm hollow body compassion is heard and known. Shhh - you are here.
Compassion for myself is the only thing that can defeat my furrowed brow - the sight, the knowledge of God in me rescues me from the curse. I can bring Heaven to earth, Christ alone forged a way... the way, the truth, the life.
The way, the truth, the life - Love.
Love lives in me and passes through me, and it makes me smile.
Femme, Human, Matter, Consumer, Producer, Womb, Woman, Subject, Object, Problem, Solution, Body, Thought... these and every concept become dust in the Great Wind then settle amongst each other again - fashioned again into some new house for God's breath to sweep through, new evidence of Love...
And the Power of Femme, of Human, unified Matter, a conscious Consumer, an inspired Producer, Womb, Woman, loyal free Subject, beautiful Object, the suffered - the universal Problem, the infused Solution, one Body, empowered Thought... the Power of God in us - the Power that compassion yields in us - his image - her image - the way - the truth - the life - Love.
God is Wind.
The wind dances in me and my limbs, my muscles find ease in moving to the perfect living rhythm. Might I soak up each breath like a sea sponge at the mouth of my cervix... then ooze my unique color, carried by way of living water, from my brush, my instrument, my eye, my touch out unto the earth - evaporating, then manifesting as every color comes together as a promise - The promise that nourished even those without sight.
I find compassion for myself and invite light-
Shhh - do not be afraid - you are here
...and it makes me smile.
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