Posts by MicahMurray
How to Return to the Garden
In the beginning was a garden. Whether we consult religious myths or natural sciences, we can trace the roots of our species to complex ecosystems of biological life pouring forth in generative relationships within the web of existence. Humans, like all other life-forms, once participated in these ecosystems according to the constraints of their environments;…
Read MoreTo the Unvaccinated People I Love
I cannot think of you without feeling the weight of your contribution to the crisis that is crushing the doctor that I love.
Read MoreDon’t Help My Unbelief
I want you to know that unbelief in God is not a sin. I want you to know that atheism is not a bad word.
Read MoreSummer’s End (August)
Since I left God the Father I have fallen in love with the earth that has always been my home. Allowing myself to feel this way about the reality around me has done more for the God-shaped hole in my heart than my Father in Heaven ever did. But…
Read MoreSummer’s End (July)
Today I feel the ache of summer’s mortality, as July blazes out in a crescendo of sun and heat and humidity and I can feel in my skin that suddenly more summer is behind us than in front of us. The gift of awareness comes with the awareness of death and this gift is harder…
Read Morei make the river sing
This is now, now. Fuck. This is a new year. These are the first words of a new year. Time is meaningless, and so is existence, but I am ensnared in both, god in skin trapped in meaningless time and meaningless existence and craving meaning I make it myself. don’t you see? the craving of…
Read MoreWhy Won’t God Fucking Do Something?
It’s an amazing, intricate, world full of suffering and death. It’s not enough. But it’s all we have.
Read MoreHow Firm a Foundation?
If I had been able to really believe, none of this would have happened. If I had ever been able to experience the God they spoke of in the way they spoke of Him, I probably would have been satisfied. If I had heard the still small voice of the Divine without also hearing the…
Read MoreAlways Has Been
last night i had a dream / vision wherein I briefly escaped this time/space-bound reality and saw the gods and us and everything floating in galaxies + grids. “come out here and dance with us,” the gods beckoned. I looked, and behold, under everything, gods dancing on dark waters, an eternal empty stage, a void,…
Read MoreThe Grace of Insignificance
recently a few folks have emailed me to tell me that they perceive me as sad, lost, hurting, or broken because of how i have been playing with language around ideas of god, faith, and existence. this always catches me by surprise, because i am happy + at peace, more than I’ve been in a…
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