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Had this conversation this morning...

⚠...about to drop that " P" word...

....with a woman on the street I'd offered to Pray with.

Just a shared conversation with my concept of God.

Just a word I choose to call...it.

That's where the womans own choice took a turn.

See the fact is, I'm no follower of any organization , sect. nor denomination.

The moment I try to name God I risk shrinking something infinite into something I can manage.

A label turns a living connection into a fixed idea....something I can define instead of experience.

But when I let it remain unnamed, the conversation deepens… it stops being about what I call it, and becomes about how honestly I listen.

Some choose to hear it...some don't.

So I wished her peace alone in my car.

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ScreamingFox · 41-45, F
I don't necessarily have a name for what I believe in but I pray. I figure even if it's to nothing, it's energy I want out there. It's words spoken like a tree fallen in a forest, it makes a sound and I have a voice 🖤
Punxi · F
@ScreamingFox Beauty in the mirror, right there. 🩷