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I really like people's bodies.

And it's really strange to me how much just saying that makes me feel defensive, like it's a sketchy way to feel. Because it's not. People have physical being, I have physical being. And interacting on just emotional and intellectual levels eventually makes me feel lonely and anemic.

I believe in a material world, and I believe that that world has great power. I believe that things we do in it have power of the way the less-material aspects of the world behave. They have power over our feelings and thoughts, obviously, and over the Forces That Be, or at least the Forces That Be in my faith-world. My gods are affected by our actions.

My gods are affected by our actions, and so, in that murky sympathetic magic kind of way, are, I think, my human relationships and the emotions and thoughts that are connected to them. A hug is a way to say that we are close, but it is also a way to model closeness, to draw us into that pattern. The way that goat's milk poured on the Earth at Oimelc draws her into the spring pattern of fertility. The way that organizing my room organizes my brain.

So, I like people's bodies, because I like those people. I like them for hugging and playing and touching and being near. They're remarkably versatile parts of us, and they deserve more credit than I think we want to give them in this world where we live off of our brains.

And today was a good day for that, and last night too. Thank you.