The miracle of an easy night, slowed down afternoon, before Mincha, blood not in a pressure-cooker, a world to oneself, isolation by choice, inwardness, soul searching and soul-finding, looseness, relaxation, contentedness, protected, sheltered, secretive, softer, kinder, open-palms upward, receiving Divine instructions. God talked to Moses Miriam and Aaron: God's words have taken evil, transformed it into good. Watching She-oxen plowing the distant fields, reading the printed word, no desires, satiated, no wants, no more, having enough, satisfied with my lot.
Lot suffered, his wife had no name, she became a pillar of salt. Not married to Lot, my name is Batyah, watching no one suffer, not turning into salt. Not eating salt, controlled blood pressure, healthiness, no sabotage. Bass chanting to my ears at night--sleeping. Soprano sweet singing during the day--working.
Humanely treating others as humans, treated humanely in return. Doing it my way: flexibility, forgiveness, pieces falling into place. Holiness a methodical method of meditation, relaxation, and purified passion. Passion to work when I am working and passion to rest when I resting. Evening it off in the evenings, spreading icing on a cake and not licking the spoon. In touch with the touchables and feeling warmth from skin; not touching the untouchables imagining warmth from skin. Always near the same skins, my [s]kinsmen/women, in sync with the hand washing sink: clean hands, clean heart, clean foods, clean fun--kindnesses, goodness[es]--all around, in all places: all over again tomorrow.
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