GENDER FLUIDITY WAS NEVER A PHRASE

 I reckoned for most of my life if it were me ... I have family and friends who are what I reckoned could've been me, and I love them more as my life progresses because I must keep seeing them as who and what they are. They help me be a better person because I grow towards them, not away from them, which makes them feel free to grow towards me. Grace is our enabler.

https://www.reckon.news/lgbtq/2024/07/gender-fluidity-was-never-a-phase-these-13-ancient-cultures-prove-it.html

 The Celestial Watching Me

I looked down at a teardrop on my hand,

Then I look up to see a Celestial One

Watching me. As I watched him watching me,

I sighed. He didn’t trouble me. I didn’t try to

Hide the teardrops as they bathed my face;

I didn’t try to cover them up; I didn’t try to erase

The grief; I didn’t try to deny the pain;

I reached out to touch the rejection I felt.

Remaining calm in the stillness,

He consoled me with the hardship dealt me.

Watching him watching me, he reached out.

He touched my eyes. He touched my grief.

Suddenly, before me, my life as a bird in

The air flying freely in its being, in its element,

In space. Across space, free, singing

Perfectly in its space. I could see it then -

He showed me I’m that bird.

I’m running in space with another Traveler.

Then, I met my friends who lived in town …

~Mary H Moore© (1998-1999)

BB King - the Blues Doctor

 https://www.instagram.com/reel/C4BNDUcMXnp/?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw==

This remarkable man and his songs were my breakthroughs over the years, when the weight of the world of ungrateful people plagued my shoulders (my life). This song penetrated deeply enough into my heart that I realized the weight belonged to others - the ungrateful; it was not mine to carry. Buckets of tears are mired in this song.

My philosophy of the banana peel

“Obviously, God has something to say about the relationship between sin and righteousness.  That is another discussion.  For now we need to realize that sin is a function of behavior.  It is not a quantity that must be removed or a substance that I am born with.  It is all about what I do – each and every day.  God says He will never alter His willingness to bring me into right relationship with Him.  He will always accept my decision to turn to Him.  But I have to choose what I am going to do about His invitation.  What I choose to do either encourages the relationship or frustrates it.  Even James assumes this dynamic when he says that sin is knowing what is the right thing to do and not doing it.”

https://www.skipmoen.com/2010/09/a-philosophy-of-sin/

I thought on the commercial about the banana peel and its status as a banana peel; it was still a banana peel when I thought it through. Imagine thousands and millions of people who are continually fed the lie that the banana peel is really not a banana peel ("people get hurt"). “Are you sure it is a peel? Is it possible that you do not have it right? Are you sure the information is valid? Can you be sure it is not a pomegranate instead of what you think you see?” These types of questions are legion.

Imagine if this scenario is continually fed into the psyche of certain types of personalities or souls if you will. Imagine how propaganda can defunct some people’s ability to “rightly divide the word of truth” (2Tim 2:15) if they ever had the ability in the first place. The latter would be very sad indeed. That would mean that the right way was known yet forsaken for the sake of mammon of some sort, mammon or love or admiration – these are also mammon if I, for example, see them as self-preservation or serving the personal self selfishly with no thought of the well-being of others. That is the pity. To know what is right and refuse to do it, is sinful. What is sin theologically or philosophically? I found a deep thought in the above quote about sin.

 I suggest this article by Skip Moen (September 2010) shows sin as what humans do for or against the better angel nature, which we are born with; the other side of this coin is that of being “altogether born in sin” and “iniquity.”  I suggest here that this appeals to knowing what the right thing to do is yet refusing to do it, is sin – as the verb; on the other hand, I fully understand what it means and its application as a noun. That is what inspired me about this commercial. In all things, life is a progression or regression – from light (right thought) to darkness (error, confusion, deceit, etc.). It is a choice to progress – or regress, but it is still a choice until we make the ultimate choice; then it is “Not my will…” when choice becomes internalized when we no longer struggle in the war between the right and wrong thing to do, sometimes called the “Will to Good.” By personal experience, I know this to be true in my continual progress toward the light.

Suffer the little children

Suffer the little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: For such is the kingdom of heaven (Matt 19:14 KJV). For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? (Matt 16:26 KJV).

"Yes," I thought in my dream, "that young girl

Will someday be a Fay - least esteemed

Notwithstanding." I heard them approaching,

Loving little children coming around the bend.

I heard them gaily looking for the good. One of

Them, I heard her say, “I have my tooth that I

Pulled the other day, and I’m waiting for the tooth

Fairy!” Time passed and no fairy came to her at

This location either. Then in my Spirit-dream, I heard,

"I have lost my tooth since I got here." They looked

For it in the car and in other places, as I watched

Them in my Spirit dream. “I brought it with me

Because I am looking for the tooth fairy. Now,

I don’t have it!" As time went on, no fairies came

Among them, with or without the extracted tooth.

The beautiful little girl became despondent as little

Ones do when they feel ignored and unimportant.

She had lost her extracted little tooth that she

Brought with her but nobody cared. I watched and

Listened to them in my Spirit-dream while they were

Discussing the issue in a bathroom. I could see so

Clearly the sadness and pain in the little girl's eyes.

She had lost her tooth and no fairy came yet.

There is no tooth, so will a fairy still come? I think

Since they had no guidance and no wise one to

Intervene and console her and therefore all of them,

I heard resignation in her beautiful little child's voice

When she said while watching the water flow:

"Somebody said the tooth fairy is supposed to be

The parents." I was shocked at the blatant denial of this

Child’s childish heart wish. In my Spirit-dream, I heard

Myself say, "And the grandparents can be tooth fairies."

Hummm, the parents and grandparents let her down

And shattered her childish dreams. To her, the evidence

Of that was the lost tooth. They even shared the

Truth of there being no real Santa Clause, and

Dumped the tooth fairy in the bag with him. I kept on

Thinking that some of the most unselfish blessings

Come from Strangers even though we are discouraged

From talking to strangers.  However, I also remembered,

In my Spirit-dream, that we are also told to be

Careful how we entertain strangers because we could be

In the face of angels and not know it (a stranger can be an

Animal or a human being. Once, God showed up –

And spoke - in the form of a donkey to get a message across).

Why can God not lighten a little girl's heart by proving to

Her that fairies still exist in this world of trouble as well

As happiness? It just depends on how one chooses to

Conceive them to be or look like. Considering all this

In my Spirit-dream, I exclaimed to those little philosophizers,

"I am a tooth fairy!" Then I said, "I am a Fay!"

The little girls smiled at me but did not ask me what

I meant. They left off the conversation and went out to play.

I thought on this while in my Spirit-dream: why did

I hear this and especially look into the sad little beautiful

Faces of the girls who were lamenting for the disconsolate

One who will one day be a Fay I believe, being so

Little-esteemed (probably sadly unawares) by those

Most precious in her early-little-childhood-life? In my

Spirit-dream, the Fay had the power to make someone

Happy, and the Fay took that opportunity. When the Fay

Announced that the tooth fairy had left something on

The bureau top, the little girl made a bee-line toward it

To see if there was a fairy after all. In my Spirit-dream

I saw and heard all these things. The most precious

Sight was when the little child responded as the child

She was, happy and grateful, with a lovely big smile

And a hearty "Thank you!" In my Spirit-dream I

Remembered to be grateful for being alive for that

Moment on the Wheel, when I was the destined Fay, chosen

Among others either not willing or not able to "Suffer

The little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me.

For such is the kingdom of heaven."  Then, either I

Woke up or I was wide awake all the while. Amen and OM

MaryHandy Moore

10-30-14

Bowing the head of my heart

Bowing the head of my heart

I bow the head of my heart

While I consult my Muse.

I humbly receive any Wisdom

Bestowed upon me to use.

As Angels come down here,

Their presence fills me with sheer

Awe and a most Godly fear.

Angels always have a listening ear.

I tread softly as the celestial Muse

Makes peace be still in the ocean of my soul,
with more Wisdom words than I can ever use.

When I need to steal away to pray,

Those wisdom words are always at play.

Cycling, recycling, and recycling again,

Like a regurgitating machine deep within.

I bow the head of my heart

While I consult my Muse.

I humbly receive any Wisdom

Bestowed upon me to use.

As I allow the Spirit to overtake my pen,

I bow the head of my heart time and again.

(MHMoore 1-7-14)