please be transcendent

this is your breath and your flesh, hopeless skin braided with the hope of heaven, twisted up with all these contradictions. but just for a moment, your feet leave the ground. you are grasped and lifted up. look down, you are still standing here. you can see the floor under your shoes, you can feel your fingers as you rub your palms together. yes, you're still here. but something is different, transcendent, and other. and this is your memory of heaven.

how can you have a memory of a place you've never been?

because you've been there, every day. heaven is all around you. and in these moments, Something is transcendent. Something simply has to be, or this is all emotional turbulence and you're just going to lose cabin pressure. because when this moment is over (and it will be because every time the veil is lifted, it's over just as soon as you realize what is happening) you're just going to go have some dinner, maybe take a nap, turn on the tv, or brush your teeth.

but hold fast. breathe in slower. deeper. because the moment might be over, but the veil is rent in Christ alone and this Transcendence is not temporal. carry it with you. this is your memory of heaven.