“Oh my God, I just got goosebumps.”
Have you ever said this? Maybe…the first time you kissed your crush. Or the fourth time, when all the nerves had gone away. The first time you heard the guitar solo in Funkadelic’s “Maggot Brain.” Or the second time, after you learned what it was about. When your lover came out as trans, and it was the first time you heard their real voice. Not because of the testosterone, but because of the Truth.
Goosebumps.
When people speak of psychics, they always reference clairvoyance, the ability to see the future; which of course shares its French origin voir, meaning “to see,” with voyeur. A lesser known psychic ability is clairsentience. Whereas clairvoyance is clear seeing, clairsentience is clear feeling. Those bumps that raise on your arms when you feel something that is, to quote ee cummings, “natural, infinite, yes.”
“Oh my God, yes.”
Whoever said God had ears, anyway?
What if God feels
our prayers, our tears, our rage, our fears? If the devil is in the details, perhaps God is in the goosebumps.
In Baptist church, I learned that God is omniscient. All knowing. What if this is just a fancy way of saying, “God is psychic”. Clairsentient. Clairvoyant. A voyeur.
What if the pleasures we were sold as sins are a result of God yearning to feel the goosebumps…all the natural, infinite, yeses of our being? I have a feeling that whenever a trans person says who they are for the
first time
, perhaps voice trembling, perhaps voice strong…that God says, “Oh, my human, I just got goosebumps.”
Every day is trans day of visibility.
Everyone is everything which is natural, which is infinite.
I love you.Yes
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❤️❤️❤️ honored. Thank you