I epilated my legs today and observed the pain as I did so. I also observed the discomfort about the unruliness of my thickening ankle hair versus the discomfort of the bare skin revealed with all its textures, the leylines of tiny and medium stretch marks, the scarring, the bruises, the musculature, the veins. There is inherent discomfort and dissatisfaction in being a corporeal entity. The flesh just won’t bow down to the Spirit that arises from it and exists in interdependence with it. I am the deer and the speer and the eater and the seer.
Can a man walk on hot coals without his feet being scorched? – Proverbs 6:28, NIV
How many days now? I ordered spicy momos and I still feel out of warmth and fuel. I would like to rest, but it feels like I’ve forgotten how to. Perhaps someone our there could pray for me for a change?
Lähiönoita 