No one could argue that society hasn’t changed since Disney’s animated Cinderella first hit the big screen in 1950. We have gay marriage in many states, many more women work and hold positions of power, more couples – of all types – raise kids. Yet women seem to work harder than ever sculpting, waxing and altering their bodies.
Come celebrate with me….
Herein lies the tragedy of the age…
Call them from their houses….
“I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.”
I thought church was about God. And it is. But as much as it is about God and the holy, it is also a human institution. Even though my elders lived it, because I didn’t feel it, I didn’t understand that church also is about relationship and community.
Mostly, I started thinking if I can change my relationship with something as elemental as food – and what I eat several times a day – what else am I capable of?
Life impresses me. It has a way of putting us in the circumstances we most wanted to avoid. I finally realized I’m not supposed to run.
The most productive time finds me holding my sore heart with compassion, allowing my disappointment and the difference between what I had envisioned my life would be, and what it is at the moment, and sitting with that reality.
I pray for a messianic world in which cultures no longer demand that our bodies conform to their ideal—white, male, female, tall, thin, and so on. This is so far from current reality that I have made it a practice to imagine such a world. A Moses with Whoopi Goldberg’s skin color. An actor with Gandhi’s build in the role of Superman. Gender-nonconforming holy people, as is the case among Native Americans.
I managed to keep my grousing in check and surrender to the madness. I let the dishes go, and sat and played ‘Go fish’ with family and unexpected friends over. I wondered if in a year’s time, I’d be sitting alone in a too-quiet house wondering where everyone had gone – my youngest at college, my other two more fully on their own, and my husband perhaps working late or away. What then? The quiet might be deafening.