Debra, this was not a post—it was a spiritual compost pile, rich with soul-soaked metaphors ready to sprout enlightenment. I came for the dirt and stayed for the divine anatomy lesson.
I mean, you casually re-mapped Eden onto our nervous system and turned the aortic arch into a holy river tour—are you trying to ordain Grey’s Anatomy as sacred scripture? Because I’m here for it. Somewhere, Ezekiel just did a spit-take and Mary Magdalene whispered, “Told you so.”
Your line about shame and the serpent got me good. What if every garden exile is just a cleverly disguised invitation to replant ourselves in truth, over and over again? What if Eve didn’t fall—she volunteered for the evolutionary leap?
You’ve taken catechism, set it on fire, and planted wildflowers in the ashes. May your inner soil keep blooming with mystery.
Your gracious words warm my heart and the joy spills from my eyes. I am but a soul seeking to see. I am not well versed in the Bible, yet I seek his word and it is when I go into self and reflect, his reply comes.
Thank you for taking the time to read and to respond with your insight.
The sun fills the room with a golden hue though the blinds are closed. A moment of grace, a nod by the universal light of love. 💫💞
Debbie, your post about the Garden of Eden as our body and soul stirred something profound in me. The serpent weaving through the heart feels like our hunger for love and belonging. Bahá’u’lláh speaks of justice meeting needs and grace filling us unbidden. Your words remind me that tending our inner garden means embracing the ache, forgiving ourselves, and nurturing spaces for love to take root. Thank you for this beautiful reflection.
This had me nervous to hit send but was on my mind and I spent the entire day exploring it. The more I explored the more nudges I got (felt) from the universe.
Thank you for reading and your thoughts, William. They mean a lot coming from you.
Debra, this was not a post—it was a spiritual compost pile, rich with soul-soaked metaphors ready to sprout enlightenment. I came for the dirt and stayed for the divine anatomy lesson.
I mean, you casually re-mapped Eden onto our nervous system and turned the aortic arch into a holy river tour—are you trying to ordain Grey’s Anatomy as sacred scripture? Because I’m here for it. Somewhere, Ezekiel just did a spit-take and Mary Magdalene whispered, “Told you so.”
Your line about shame and the serpent got me good. What if every garden exile is just a cleverly disguised invitation to replant ourselves in truth, over and over again? What if Eve didn’t fall—she volunteered for the evolutionary leap?
You’ve taken catechism, set it on fire, and planted wildflowers in the ashes. May your inner soil keep blooming with mystery.
—Virgin Monk Boy 🌱
Your gracious words warm my heart and the joy spills from my eyes. I am but a soul seeking to see. I am not well versed in the Bible, yet I seek his word and it is when I go into self and reflect, his reply comes.
Thank you for taking the time to read and to respond with your insight.
The sun fills the room with a golden hue though the blinds are closed. A moment of grace, a nod by the universal light of love. 💫💞
I love this Debra. You put a lot of thought in this, and it makes sense.
Thank you, Rea
I'm still pondering different aspects. Like free will and how we speak to ourselves ( being the serpent's tongue)
My interest in understanding is heightened.
Very nicely written
Debbie, your post about the Garden of Eden as our body and soul stirred something profound in me. The serpent weaving through the heart feels like our hunger for love and belonging. Bahá’u’lláh speaks of justice meeting needs and grace filling us unbidden. Your words remind me that tending our inner garden means embracing the ache, forgiving ourselves, and nurturing spaces for love to take root. Thank you for this beautiful reflection.
That's a very interesting analogy. 💖😊
This had me nervous to hit send but was on my mind and I spent the entire day exploring it. The more I explored the more nudges I got (felt) from the universe.
Thank you for reading and your thoughts, William. They mean a lot coming from you.
I'm glad you pushed through and published it. It's great to see you open up and share your thoughts like this. ❤️❤️