Amazonian moths

Dear President Trump,

I couldn’t go to church this morning because I had to come to San Diego to give a presentation tomorrow. I’ve found myself kind of restless and unsettled all day, probably in part because of the talk tomorrow and not feeling quite solid about it yet, but also I think, because I didn’t get to go to church. I actually don’t believe in God or an afterlife so sometimes all the God/Jesus reification business can be a bit much, but I love the music and community and earnest striving for connection and integrity. I also love it when our minister asks us how our spirits are and people share what is on their minds or has been sitting heavy on their hearts. Whatever is shared it is usually more real than what people generally share with anyone outside their immediate families and that feels precious so I miss it when I don’t get to dip my toes into those waters every week.

Since you are in Saudi Arabia today and gave a speech broadly about Islam I thought I’d tell you about how at church a few weeks ago some of us made about 100 10″ x 11″ abstracted doves out of papers printed with Islamic designs. For Eastertide we strung them in twos and threes on narrow ribbons and hung them at regular intervals around the perimeter of the sanctuary. All the windows in our sanctuary and chapel are these same dove shapes so our paper doves are sort of like animated extensions of the windows moving on the air currents. They are lovely. They are simple little paper mobiles that are essentially prayers for peace. I hope they can be like the proverbial moth in the Amazon that flaps its wings and affects the weather in Des Moines. Although I don’t believe in God, I do have some magical thinking tendencies so I’m going to go ahead and put the wish out there that me telling you about the Islamic dove mobiles in our sanctuary will somehow positively shift us all toward world peace, even just a little.

On that wistful, wishful note, here is a wistful, wishful blessing I hope will push you ever so lightly toward greater curiosity, compassion, and care toward all beings;

May you be safe.
May you be happy.
May you be healthy.
May your life unfold and intersect peacefully.

Tracy Simpson

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