God

In Bahama waters, past the point where land is visible, I meet God. In an environment without boundaries, the world appears as half cloudless sky, half “gin clear” water, and (somewhere borrowed from these percentages) a man, a woman, and a boat. Here, God speaks as sky, water, human, and boat, equally.

With an open heart, I realize that saying “God made man in his likeness” actually diminishes God. God doesn’t favor or not-favor man. God is all.

Skimming along the illusionary air and water divide, I (half air and half water myself) see my place in the universe. I am not humbled, not fearful, not boastful, not conquering of my brother sky or sister sea. I am simply equal.

God is a god of equanimity speaking with clarity. If I am wise, I will remember to listen to sky and sea and boat (and spouse). In this way, I will rest safely and peacefully in the cradle of the universe.