Taught In My YouthCeleste CrandalJan 71 min readThat my very naturewas an enemy to God.My nature—to observe the symmetry,to seek the unseen paths,to contemplate the quietwoven into the world.God’s enemy?I am inherently:spiritual, spatial, and sensual,loose, loving, and liberal.Taught to suppress the selfthat feels the pulse of authenticity,the rhythm of change,the call to expansion.My innate values:authenticity, improvement,became threats,branded combative.My intrinsic worth:a battlefield,where intuitive instinctsfought for survival.How strange to name the sacredas sin,to call the very essence of creationGod’s opposition.And yet, here I stand,a child of nature,no longer at war with myself.December 2024- CC
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