Faith Healer

The miracle is restoring joy. Sometimes this means bringing back the dead, Opening the eyes of the blind, Restoring limbs, and so on, but these are just means to a Greater End — Sometimes mountains must be moved, but often one only need move the Mountain with a kind word a gentle touch; sometimes it is enough to lay in the grass and know you are in the palm of the Sky. The miracle is Love, when the fruit of the Tree of Knowing Good and Evil is coughed up, when Judgment is coughed up and all is left is Love, and the joy of paradise is restored, and all is the Face of God, the good, the bad, All of it the wonder of Making, All of it the miracle of Void transformed by Word and Movement, all of the beauty and ugliness made of the same Light of Making all of it shining and wondrous as pure as the Nothing it was Made of — The miracle is letting go of the hurt that was never meant to stay, to let it drift away, as all things were meant to do, to let the hurt be unmade; even Sinai was meant to slowly fade, all things made He decreed unmade, it is His Will that All return to whence it came, and hurt is just the same. But it feels so hard to do when it is not ready, (when we love Our Will too much) — and when it is ready (when His Will may have Its way) it happens all at once, as easy as breath, as easy as heartbeat, and the impossible pain goes back to God, back to the Void it is made of, so suddenly it is a miracle. Do your best to be ready — 12/2/2020